Spoon-Feeding Nice Gestures

, , | Hopeless | December 18, 2016

(I’m travelling to visit my family for some much needed recuperation, after being quite unwell for several weeks. It’s a long day, it’s mid-November, the train is delayed, and I only have a yogurt for dinner. The refreshment cart and its handler are passing through.)

Me: “Excuse me; do you happen to have a plastic spoon?”

Cashier: *checks the cart* “Nope. Doesn’t look like it. What are you eating?”

Me: “Yogurt.”

Cashier: “Oh. That’s too bad. I’d have given you two stirrers to use like chopsticks.”

Me: “I’d have taken that, too!”

(The cashier laughed and went off. I settled back to my seat, and about a minute later he showed up with something wrapped in a napkin.)

Cashier: “Now, you can have this if you promise to give it back to the kitchen when you’ve finished.”

(He got me a spoon! It’s such a small gesture, but it meant a lot after the few weeks I’ve had. The kicker? I was reading Not Always Hopeless during this story…)

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