Ma’am. I Think This Belongs to You.
Here’s my story:
Tonight my daughter and I were eating at our downtown McDonald’s. Because of its close proximity to the Rescue Mission and the Greyhound bus station it has become a hang out for the homeless. As we were leaving I noticed a mother with her two children entering McDonald’s from the direction of the bus station. She was dragging a heavy piece of luggage and the kids were wearing fully loaded backpacks. I instantly thought about buying dinner for them but I was running late to my daughter’s dance class and already half way out of the parking lot.
After dropping my daughter off to her class I could not stop thinking about that mother and her kids. I drove around until I found them huddled together in the dark outside of the bus station. I started to get nervous. I wanted to help her out in some way but I did not want to offend her or make her uncomfortable. After all, at this point I was sort of stalking them.
I made a u-turn and pulled up to the bus station. I got out of my car with a $20 bill in my hand and I said the first thing that came to my mind.
- Me: Ma’am. I think this belongs to you.
- Mother: Excuse me?
- Me: Weren’t you just eating at McDonald’s?
- Mother: Yes.
- Me: You left this on your table.
- Mother: Are you sure?
- Me: Yes. Travel safe OK.
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