This Kindness Is Fully Baked

, , , , | Right | April 22, 2020

My family goes to an Indian restaurant quite often that has a window into the kitchen. I always ask my parents to get the table by that window because I love watching the cooks. One Sunday, a chef notices me watching and comes out to the tale. I’m probably around ten or eleven.

Chef: “Excuse me, miss. Would you like to come into the kitchen and see how we make naan?”

I stare at him in surprise for a moment before looking to my parents for permission. 

Mom: “Go ahead!”

Me: “Thank you so much!”

He leads me back into the kitchen to the oven.

Chef: “Here is the brick oven we use to make our naan. We roll out the dough here, put on the flour and spices, and stick it to the wall.”

He continued to show me exactly how they made the naan. He even let me put some of the naan in the oven — with gloves on, of course! I was very thankful for the experience. He was so nice to me, and it was a really fun experience. He just happened to see me watching and let me come see how it’s really done! It made me one happy kid who now loves baking.

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We Must All Follow Tooth’s Arrow

, , , , | Right | April 20, 2020

I work at a sporting goods store. A mother and her two sons come up to my register. The oldest child, no more than six, places a junior bow-and-arrow set on the counter.

Child: “I’m going to pull my loose tooth with that!”

Mother: *Laughing* “He means that he’s going to tie a string to his tooth and fire the arrow. He was looking around on YouTube and was picking out ways to pull his tooth.”

I stare at the child.

Me: “Well… I wish you the best of luck.”

To the child who bought that toy, I honestly do hope you succeeded. Good luck, young man.

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What A Load Of Crap

, , , , , , | Working | April 16, 2020

I worked at an elementary school summer camp one summer with nine kids aged one to three attending the camp. There were two of us working that summer so we each had to watch four or five kids at all times. At the end of the summer, my boss asked if I’d come back the next summer to work at the camp again and I agreed, assuming it would be about the same as this year.

The following summer, I showed up for work and found out that this year we had two workers to watch nineteen kids all aged one to three. Needless to say, I’ve never been so exhausted or changed so many diapers in my life.

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Don’t We All Have A Pair Of Shoes We’d Scream Over?

, , , , , | Friendly | April 16, 2020

It’s a beautiful day, and I’m out for a walk with my friend, her husband, and their two-year-old daughter. They just got back from a trip to Disneyland. The two-year-old is making happy and excited babbling toddler noises.

Friend’s Husband: “She’s saying, ‘I love my shoes!’”

Friend: “She just got those at Disneyland, and she is so proud of them!”

I speak to the daughter, looking at her shoes.

Me: “Wow, those are some of the most awesome shoes I’ve ever seen!”

The toddler babbles happily and scampers off. We’re passing through a wide, open field where her parents can easily see her, so they allow her to wander a bit while we chat. 

Suddenly, she makes a strange shout and we all look over. It turns out that part of the field which looked identical to the rest was actually a deep puddle with grass just floating on top! The little girl is already up to her knees in water, getting more soaked by the second, and as the truth dawns on her she starts screaming louder and louder. 

Her dad sprints over immediately and scoops her up, getting soaked and splashed in the process. He manages to calm her down and she stops crying, so he sets her back on the path. She takes a few steps, squelching in her soggy outfit.

Now, she makes sad and frustrated babbling toddler noises.

Friend’s Husband: “Now she’s saying, ‘I hate my shoes!’”

Fortunately, it was a warm day, and they soon got her home and dry. The only lasting damage was to the shoes, and her opinion of them!

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If There Is Anyone Who Doesn’t Deserve Candy…

, , , , , | Right | April 13, 2020

(I’m ringing a young girl up at my candy store, and she’s a dollar short on her purchase. She turns to another, younger girl, who looks to be around nine or ten years old.)

Older Girl: “Go get Mom?”

Younger Girl: “No.”

Older Girl: “What? Come on, go get Mom.”

Younger Girl: “No!”

Older Girl: “I don’t have enough money!”

Younger Girl: “So?”

Older Girl: “Go. Get. Mom!”

Younger Girl: “NO!”

(Visibly frustrated and upset, the older girl turns to me.)

Older Girl: “Is it okay if I run and get my mom real quick? I just need another dollar.”

Me: “It’s fine. I’ll hold your bag for you.”

(The older girl runs off, and I frown at the younger girl. Seeing me looking at her — and apparently COMPLETELY misinterpreting my expression — the younger girl beams at me proudly.)

Younger Girl: *smugly* “I never do anything anyone tells me to!”

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