Kindness Is Just A Stoner’s Throw Away
(On my day off, I decide to head to the local pot dispensary to take advantage of their Fourth of July sale. When I pull into their parking lot, I see a group of four people — two men, a woman, and a child — standing around a car with the hood up. Note: it’s hovering around 100 degrees, a rarity in Oregon.)
Me: “Y’all need a jump?”
Older Man: “Nah, the car just overheated. We’re waiting for it to cool down a bit so we can open the radiator cap.”
Me: “Y’all got water?”
Older Man: “Yeah, we have some to put in there.”
Me: “Y’all got water for yourselves? It’s really hot out here.”
Woman: “No, we don’t.”
Me: “I always keep a six pack of bottled water in my trunk, for times like this.”
(I pop my trunk while the younger man, the woman, and the kid follow me over. The older man stays by their car. I pull three water bottles out of the pack, one for each of the three who seemed interested in the offer. They thank me, and I head into the dispensary.)
Woman: *overheard as I walk away* “See, Dad? I told you. Stoners are the nicest people!”
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