I know that everyone says you’re not supposed to brag about committing random acts of kindness. Since I am pretty sure that everyone knows that I have to brag and also that no random act of kindness I’m capable of performing could save me and / or my soul from eternal damnation anyway (if I believed in that sort of thing), I’m gonna tell.
Friday I went to lunch with a couple of co-workers. One of them (who I’ll call Amy), is a hilarious young woman from 10-A-C and a graduate of a burnt colored school somewhere in the American southwest(ish).
Anyway, we were having difficulty coming up with a good place to go for lunch, so I asked her “If you could have anything you wanted for lunch today, regardless of cost or location, what would it be?”
Her answer was a shockingly simple one:
Waffle House.
So off we went to the land of scattered and covered. I was uber excited.
When we got there, the place was packed. It was apparent that everyone had gotten there at the same time prior to us, so everyone waiting for a table was gonna wait the same amount of time.
Just as we were getting ready to head to our table, a female member of the local po-po came in with what I assume was either a sister or her fellow alternative lifestyle celebrator.
So we sat at our table and the law enforcement thespian took a seat at the counter. When our waitress arrived, I said “I’d like to pay for that officer’s lunch. Could you bring me the check please?”
Amy and my other tablemate said “AWWW…That’s so sweet.”
I replied “Sweet nothing. I was gonna dine and dash anyway. What’s better than a little presumed goodwill prior to a little petty larceny?”
What say you?