This is a funny story, I just had to share.
Last Thursday, Christmas Eve, I temporarily lost my mind and decided to do some last minute shopping. The lines were atrocious, the people were rude, the sales people were severely overworked and I spent the whole time wishing I was home.
Because I didn't finish up until around 2pm, my stomach was beyond growling and was hollering for some sustenance. I pulled the car into the drive-thru lane of a local fast food restaurant. As I placed my order, I saw a car pull up behind me. A young woman (presumably the mother) and 4 small children were in there. Despite my exhaustion, I decided to do a nice thing for the young family. I pulled up to the window to pay, and asked the cashier to also give me the total for the car behind me. She got very suspicious, even when I told her I wanted to pay for their food, as well. I paid for us both, and she said "so, you know them?" I told her that I had never seen them before, but when they pulled up I asked her to please tell them I said Merry Christmas.
I got my food and left the restaurant, with a big smile on my face. I was feeling so Christmas-y and really couldn't wait to get home and tell my husband what a nice thing I'd done (hoping it would rub off on him). It wasn't until I was halfway home that I realized, I'd frazzled the cashier so much, she forgot to give me my drink!
Merry Christmas.
No good deed goes unpunished. :) I didn't mind too much.
That really is so sweet Stef ! How very kind of you, that mother must have been astonished !
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