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Random Acts of Kindness

7 Jul


Wow. Imean, WOW.

So there I was at a gas station yesterday evening after a long day of art life mixed with intense angry heat. My car thermometer read at its highest 107 degrees. I finally resorted to riding around most of the day with the a/c on while cautiously eyeing my gas tank. At some point I was in a suburb where the gas was much cheaper than, say, in the city itself so I pulled in to fill up.

Part of selling art/fundraising involves getting a lot of change. Quarters. Nickels. Dimes. Even pennies with stuff crusted to them. (Ewww.) I had some money in my wallet though it’s all for my car insurance payment (which I’m still short $26, by the way.) But I pulled out my load of quarters and started putting them on the counter at the gas station while the cashier looked wearily at them. A customer (white male, middle aged, almost preppy looking) emerged from the back with a Pepsi in his hand. As soon as I saw him I felt slight embarrassment because there I was with all those quarters, not knowing that someone else was in the gas station store. Welllllll, this gets interesting.

I step back from putting my load of quarters on the counter and tell the cashier to go ahead and ring up the preppy Pepsi guy. THEN the Pepsi guy sees all those quarters and me standing there with my cup of change and immediately says, “What car are you driving?” I point outside and tell him which car. (Not sure why he asked.) Then he does something so incredibly wonderful that my heart smiled.

He gave the cashier a $20 bill, says put it on my gas pump after deducting the Pepsi cost.

I was floored. Floored.

Now sure, I’ve practiced random acts of kindness myself over the years, most of my adult life but it’s always shocking when I see/experience the true of kindness of others. So totally unexpected.

After thanking him profusely (You would’ve thought I’d won the Academy Award for Best Documentary Film category) I gathered up my sprawled quarters and both the cashier guy and I were just staring at each other feeling all gushy and wonderful from witnessing such an immediate act of generosity. We almost hugged each other over the counter. Almost.

I think I skipped back to my car.

I don’t know who this guy was but he was one kind dude. An angel for certain.

My quarters are still outside in my car in the change cup awaiting the next pincher moment. Phew!