Unfiltered Story #215089

, , | Unfiltered | November 9, 2020

(When my husband was 16, he was involved in a truck/skateboarding accident. He was taken to the ER with swelling and bleeding on his brain, and the doctors had to cut and open his skull to repair some of the damage. Fortunately, he did not suffer any long-term, major damage- however he still has a wicked scar running across his head and down the back of his neck. As an adult, he is a bit self conscious about his scar so he keeps his hair long, to hide it. At the time of this story, he is working with heavy machinery and uses hair gel to keep it pulled back. Unfortunately, he and I have just moved, and are in a financial bind. Its been a long and stressful day and I’ve run to the store to grab some essentials, after having scrimped around for as much change as possible. I’m standing at one of the registers, a long crowd behind me. The cashier scans my 3 items: milk, eggs, and hair gel. I quickly pull the crumpled bills and coins out of my pocket, and start to count it out. Feeling nervous for taking so long with such a long long line behind me, I eyeball it and hand what I have to the cashier.)

Cashier: *counts all of the change* “It’s $1.12 short. ”

Me: *embarassed, tired, and trying not to cry* “Oh. Um.. Well, can we put the hair gel back then?”

(Suddenly, the gentleman behind me pipes up)

Man: “Really? Just a dollar short? Here, let me help you.”

Me: “Oh! Thank you, but that’s not-”

Man: “I insist.”

(he hands the cashier a bill and few coins, and the cashier takes them and hands me my reciept.)

Cashier: *shaking her head, mumbling* “A dollar. I could’ve done that. You have a nice night.”

(At this point, I really am in tears, and I thank the man profusely. He smiles and nods, tells me to get home safely. Thank you, sir. I’ve never forgotten your kind gesture, and I think of you every time I help others- and when I pick up hair gel for my husband)