A simple act of kindness
So there I was, standing in a short line at a busy convenience store waiting to pay for the cup of coffee I was holding. The customer in front of me was purchasing an energy drink and a tin of chewing tobacco, so you know he is decades younger than me. For some reason, his was a lengthy transaction as the clerk (even younger than the customer) located the brand and flavor of chew he wanted, rang up the sale, and then waited while the young man fumbled through his pockets to find the correct change—or probably his debit card. I thought I was waiting quite patiently for all ...