Donut Worry About It!

I work in a small boutique across from a donut store, and so I end up going there frequently. One day, my card isn’t going through for whatever reason, and we’ve tried their other machine, my phone, etc., unsure of whose end is acting up. I’ve made peace that I won’t be getting my donut/coffee combo for the morning. The two women there this morning have been so nice, regardless.

Me: “Well, doesn’t seem to be working. I’m so sorry for bothering you, but don’t worry about it!”

Woman #1: “Oh, we’ve already started making the coffee anyhow, so don’t worry about paying.”

Me: “I’ll pay you both back tomorrow.”

[Woman #1] slides the donut box toward me.

Woman #2: “Don’t stress. Seriously. You’re right across from us, right? We’re practically neighbours!

I nearly cried, to be honest, but here I am, sipping my drink and eating a donut.