Okay, so I’ve worked at wally-world for a few years. One night right before the end of my shift a middle aged woman came through my line with a ton of groceries. Being the under-paid slave I am, I was pissed, this huge order 3 minutes till I leave. I wasn’t too happy with her to begin with, but after talking for 5 or so minutes I started liking her, she was telling me how hard she had it, and how she had just got on food stamps, and this was her first good meal in forever. I was finishing her order when she did her food stamps card, not enough…So she rummaged through her purse and came up with a fiver. Still not enough. Her total was 7.77.
I hadn’t got paid since 2 weeks prior so I was short on cash. I decided that I didn’t need lunch for the next 3 days, and took out my wallet handed her my debt card and told her my pin. She just stood there and stared at me. She told me no and I told her to do it and she reluctantly agreed. After the transaction was finished she handed me the $5 bill, I looked at her, sat it in front of her and said go buy yourself something nice.
She picked it up, and just started bawling her eyes out. Came around and gave me a hug, and cried some more and told me thank you countless times. She told me she’d find a way to pay me back, but I told her I didn’t want her to pay me back, but to help someone else when they were in need, she told me she would. I then told her to have a nice night and sent her on her way. As I was leaving I saw her pulling out of the parking lot still crying with her mother driving. That night made a big impact on me, I was happy I could help someone in need, and sad there are people that have it that bad.
Months later, I was still working at wally-world and as always, I was short on cash. My rent was overdue by a week at that point and I needed a hundred or so dollars to be able to pay for it or I’d have to ask friends to lend me money and I don’t enjoy doing that.
Out of nowhere, the woman whom I’d met months before arrived at the store and she told me that she’d recently landed a job and had me to thank for it because I helped her through a really difficult time. I spoke to her for a few minutes and she inquired about my own well being, knowing that I was struggling just like she was months ago. She pulled out a hundred dollars from her wallet when she heard that I needed money for rent.
I refused, of course, but she insisted on giving it to me and wouldn’t take no for an answer. So I guess I took it and thanked her so much for it. I haven’t cried this hard for a very long time. I’m always reminded in the kindness of strangers and I’m so glad I was able to help her when I did. What goes around comes around.