With the economy what it is, I occasionally see people at check out with change... several dollars worth of change, trying to pick up milk and bread and at times coming up a bit short. I automatically hand them just enough to get what they've picked out.
It's usually less than a dollar, they probably forgot to add the tax in when they were tallying it in their head on the way to check out... but it makes both me and the person I've helped feel better about the day. There's really nothing better for the soul than to do a random act of kindness for someone.
What makes me really proud is that all 3 of my kids have done it too. My son saw a man trying to make it out the door of a convenience store one night with a sandwich in his hand. He got stopped by the manager just before he got out... and was confronted. Joel said he could just see the desperation in the mans tear-filled eyes, so he stepped in and paid for the sandwich. It made him feel good to be able to help, and to know the guy at least got something to eat. The manager allowed himself to be talked out of pressing charges and let the guy go.
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'A simple way to take measure of a country is to look at how many want in.. And how many want out.'
England 's Prime Minister Tony Blair'
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