Unfiltered Story #18470

(A middle-aged husband and wife walk into my office lobby accompanying an older gentleman in a motorized wheelchair. They all look slightly confused.)

ME: “Hello, how may I help you?”

HUSBAND: “I’m not sure we’re in the right place. We’re looking for – um, show her the card.”

(The gentleman in the wheelchair hands me a business card for a non-profit that assists the disabled)

ME: “Oh, they used to be in the building behind us, but they’ve moved. They’re not far away, though. Let me look up their exact address. I’ll be right back.”

(I go to my desk, look up the company, and print off a map and directions to their new location about a mile away.)

ME: “Here you go!”

HUSBAND: “And your name is Angel?”

ME: “Oh, no, I’m (name).”

HUSBAND: “No, you must be an angel because you printed this out for us. Thank you so much.”

(All three of them thanked me profusely and left looking very happy. Not all days at work are a grind.)