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One time I had just walked up to a fried chicken place and a 18 year old chick and a scrawny 10 year old boy walked up, so I held the door open for them.
As I was waiting, I heard the boy asking for several pieces of chicken, and she said "mamma just gave me a few dollars, we can't eat much" and he was squirming and said he was really hungry. As they ordered, I ask the boy if he could eat 5 chicken legs. His eyes got big, and he said sure. So I ordered 5 legs for him with my meal, and had them put them on his tray. He reminded me of myself at that age, and he had 5 clean chicken leg bones in no time. I asked if he could eat 4 more, and he nodded. So I got 4 more for him. The sister kept saying they can't pay me back, and I said I did not care, I liked seeing a hungry boy get filled up, and offered to buy her more chicken. She refused.
I left and never saw them again.
I was at a gas station once buying beer, and a customer in front of me was counting out all the change he had. The clerk was rolling his eyes, and the guy said he had to get to work, and payday was tomorrow. I plopped a 5 dollar bill on the counter, and said get 5 bucks worth of gas. He almost hugged me, but I backed up.
That was in the days of $1.00 gas, 5 bucks in gas does not help much now.
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Glen
49 Year member of the Porsche Club of America
1985 911 Carrera; 2017 Macan
1986 El Camino with Fuel Injected 350 Crate Engine
My Motto: I will never be too old to have a happy childhood!
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