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What happens when I try to do a good deed..

So I tried to do a good deed on Friday but it only embarrassed me.

I was standing in line at Payless, purchasing my groceries. I was behind a little old African American lady who was in capri’s and some sad looking clothes.

She had 5 items that she was trying to purchase and after they were rang up, she had a can of food taken off because she couldn’t afford it.

She was counting out her change to purchase her items and it was so sad. I could just see my grandma in her, and then I realized she was someone’s grandma.

Before I knew what I was doing, I held my arm up and started walking around my cart, And said “I’d like to pay for her, can I pay for her?”

The cashier looked at me as if I had three heads and was speaking in an alien language..

My face turned bright red, but that didn’t deter me at all. I was going to do a good deed if it killed me!!

The cashier finally gathered her wits and said uh, well, uh, it looks like she has enough..

And sure enough the little old lady had counted out the 3.65 she needed for her food.

So I went back behind my cart feeling like a complete and utter fool. By this time the people in line behind me were staring at me as well.

I wanted to crawl into the ground.

But then right as the little old lady went to leave, she turned to me and said “Thank you honey” with the most beautiful smile, and I decided the humiliation was enough..

So I’ve decided I’m going to do this more often. It may embarrass me, but I think its worth it to make someone’s day and help them out, just a
little bit..

Comments

eire said…
Cherry, that almost made me cry. Keep up the good deeds. I know I should be doing more.

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