An Uneven Exchange Late-night
I worked as a waitress for a few months. I was not a great waitress and I worked in a restaurant that served mostly older people who, bless them, haven't learned that 10% is no longer a tip waitresses can live from--let alone a college student packing on 20 hours!
One night, when I was still working two hours after my shift was supposed to finish, all I wanted was for my last table to clear out so I could clean and go home. My last customer caught me on her way out and asked if I had change for a twenty. I dug through my apron and turned out my night's earnings... a measly $14.
She smiled at me and said, "That's enough."
My eyes welled up as I made the uneven exchange. "Thank you," I whispered.
I heard her little boy ask why she did that and she explained that I'd had a hard night and she just wanted to help me out. Not only did her kindness touch my hurried, hassled life, but she also taught her son an important lesson that night.
I don't know her name, but I will always remember her.
- Posted by eowynts
- Jul 13, 2008
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Strange Coincidences
Usually, I give $85 of every check to my church. Well, the last two checks, I either forgot my checkbook or hadn't gone to church, so I have $170 budgeted to go somewhere other than my needs.
Today, my friend got online and asked a huge favor--she just started a second job and doesn't get paid til next Thursday, but rent is due today; can she borrow $150?
Well how bout that--she sure can! Is God cool or what?
Happy weekend, all!
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- Mar 29, 2008
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Flooded with Praise
During my days as a fast-food worker, someone who came through my drive through called our corporate offices to praise me for being so cheerful and having such a pleasant tone and manner with the customers. Not only did that give me the motivation to continue being kind, the manager also gave me a much-needed $20 as a reward. Not so unrelated, recently I went to a store to order wedding invitations, without any real clue of what I was doing. Two stellar employees answered all my questions patiently, explained everything without being condescending, and made sure everything went through correctly. A week later, when an unexpected date change had me worried I'd have to order (and pay for!) the invitations all over again, those same employees called the company that made the invitations to ensure everything would be right. Remembering how rewarded I felt when customers sang my praises to the corporate headquarters, I ... Read Full Story >>
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- Feb 5, 2009
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Anonymous Sodas for Co-workers
I received my first delivery of smile cards in the mail yesterday and today I used my first one. At work, there's just a refrigerator full of sodas and a cash box for people to pay 40 cents per can (we don't have a vending machine). So I taped 40 cents to the smile card and put the card on top of the cash box, so the next person to put his or her money in will find it.
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- Aug 6, 2008
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Sharing A Batch of Chocolate Chip Cookies
I love baking. I also love being healthy. So, I obviously can't eat everything I bake! Well, with this cold snap, I thought it would be worth it to bake a batch of chocolate chip cookies.
What did I decide to do with them? Mail them to friends and relatives who could use the cheer, of course!
I heard of a friend in a custody battle for his son. A box of cookies on the way to him. My snowbound aunt and uncle? Box of cookies for them! A girl at church who just broke up with her boyfriend? Who deserves cookies more? When I ran out of people to send them to, I piled the rest on a plate and took them to the apartment clubhouse office.
A couple of the brown paper packages have already arrived and some have called me crying, saying how much it meant to them. My first batch of smile cards is on the way, so next time, I'll have a little something extra to add to those packages!
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- Jul 27, 2008
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