Positive, feel-good stories

Speaking Good Fortune Into Being

, , , , , | Right | CREDIT: viodox0259 | February 15, 2021

I work in a casino. One of the tables that we’ve had for a couple of years has a progressive jackpot that has reached $100,000. The dealer at the table is pretty lonely. Nobody really plays the game because people know it is extremely difficult to win the jackpot. My memory is a tad foggy, but you somehow needed to flop the royal flush.

This young guy sits down and talks to the dealer.

Player: “[Dealer], if you pay me that jackpot, I will tip you $10,000.”

[Dealer] started dealing, and about a half-hour into his shift, he f****** did it. He dealt the young guy the royal. And you know something? This young lad kept his word, and he made sure there was an audience, and he tipped exactly $10,000. That was a moment right there.

The moment that jackpot was awarded, they got rid of the table because the money it was making was not near what the casino wanted. I’m sure there have been bigger tips at other casinos, but that was something special.

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How To Make A Customer For Life

, , , , , , | Right | February 14, 2021

I’m a broke university student.

I should be going to university on a scholarship because I come from a low-income family, but a last-minute £100-a-year pay rise for my mum pushes my family over the threshold for what defines “low-income” and I’m suddenly no longer eligible for £15,000 a year in scholarship money. This news comes after I’ve been accepted to university and signed the lease for my accommodation.

Despite my family not being labelled low-income anymore, I still won’t receive any financial support from my family as all the income goes toward taking care of my disabled brother and paying their own bills. It will be tight, but because I have savings from working, I decide to go to university anyway. After paying my rent and utilities, I have £10.20 a week for everything else including food, toiletries, and school supplies.

As I’m in a new city, I really want to make friends, which is difficult when most of the social activities are expensive, so I jump at the chance to do a relatively cheap coffee shop trip with my dorm.

I have £20 with me to get a cheap cup of tea and my food shopping for a few weeks and I head to the coffee shop. While paying, I pull out the note and a handful of change and realise I can pay without breaking into the note, so I put it back in my pocket. It isn’t until I’m at the supermarket that I realise the note is gone. I’m devastated as it’s the equivalent of two weeks of money gone, and I go home empty-handed.

As a last-ditch effort, I message the coffee shop’s Facebook page asking if they’ve seen it, saying I know it’s unlikely, but I want to try asking if it was handed in because money is tight. By some miracle, they reply saying they have it!

Cashier: “Here you go. That was lucky we found it!”

She hands me a shiny new note. Mine was crinkled and beaten up with repeated fold marks.

Me: “Oh… This isn’t mine; my note was an old worn one.”

Cashier: “No, no, it is yours. I’m certain it is. Don’t worry; just take it.”

At her insistence, I took it, and it wasn’t until later that I realised they were most likely trying to help out a struggling student with the coffee shop’s own money. A few months later, things got easier with a part-time job, and now I’ve graduated and have an okay grad job. I make sure to head in there regularly; I’m definitely a customer for life!

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Gluten Out Of Ten For Awesomeness!

, , , , | Right | February 13, 2021

I work at a big store in the freezer department, where I often have to enter the -20C° freezer to get a new pallet with products to fill in the store. I am working on a big pallet.

Customer: “Excuse me, but do you also have gluten-free pizzas?”

Me: “Yes, they should be over here.”

I walk to the several types of pizzas we have and start searching for the two types of gluten-free pizzas. After finding only one type, I decide to go into the freezer to see if I can find the other type. As I start to walk away after grabbing my gloves, I see that the customer starts filling a product that I had to put away to help her.

Me: “You don’t have to do that!”

Customer: “It’s nothing! You’re doing extra work for me and I have nothing to do anyway.”

Me: “Oh, well, thank you so much!”

That small act of kindness gave me a smile on my face for the rest of the day!

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Caffeine It Forward

, , , | Right | February 13, 2021

My local coffee chain offers a free beverage on your birthday.

Me: “Good morning! It’s my birthday! I’d like my free beverage, please!”

Cashier: “Oh, happy birthday! What would you like?”

Me: “How about that new fancy drink on the poster behind you? Have you had it yet?”

Cashier: “No, I haven’t had it yet.”

Me: “Then please take some of mine, okay? I don’t mind getting only half of it. Keep some for yourself and taste it, okay?”

Cashier: “Oh, wow. That’s very kind of you. What size?”

Me: “It’s free, right? Give me the biggest one! And you’ll get some of it, right?”

And thus, it is agreed upon.

Then, I look at the empty shop, with four employees busily taking care of the drive-thru. And I announce:

Me: “Hey, [Coffee Chain], it’s my birthday and I get a free drink! So, I got the biggest, bougie-est drink of them all, and I want to share it with you guys! Just put half of it in my cup and split the other half amongst all y’all, okay? It’s free and I am happy to share!”

And that’s what happened. Thirty ounces was more than enough to share, and OMG, wow, I am glad that I shared it! That coffee was strong!

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Fluent In Python And Kindness

, , , , | Friendly | February 12, 2021

I’m a programmer from France, and at the beginning of this story I am living in the UK. One day, my mom, who works in the town hall of a little village in France, tells me about a man who posted an announcement for a “web admin who can use [Technology].” My grandparents and mother know him; he is in charge of the local movie association. The village is too little to have his own movie theater, so this man decided to display movies in the church once or twice a week. He is in his fifties or something and lost his son to cancer last year.

I’ve never used [Technology], but I think I could give it a try, and I call the man.

Man: “Hi, thanks for helping me. You know, it’s my son that created the website, but now, I need to add something to it, and obviously, I can’t do it on my own.”

He gives me the technical details, and I work on it over the weekend. It’s not really hard to do, but I’ve never worked with this and I’m picking up work from someone else. The son did leave some documentation on the website. Yes, programmer folks, he left documentation for his side project.

I manage to do it and call the man back. He thanks me profusely.

Man: “You know, this website, that’s kind of the last thing I got from my son. I would have been so sad to let it go and not update it. Thanks again. We’re going to open a bottle of champagne with my wife!”

It’s clear that he has tears in his eyes, and I have some, too, of course. 

Me: “Yes, it was not a big deal, really. I was happy to help!”

Two days later, my mom sends me a picture of a 100€ bill.

Mom: “He came by the town hall this morning and left that for you. I told him it was too much but he insisted.”

I was not expecting any payment at all, so that was really nice of him!

Fast forward six months. I come back to France, and the man asks for my help another time, which I gladly accept. I invite him to come to my grandparents’ house so we can finally meet in person. Before coming, he sends me a text.

Man: “Hi! Sorry if it seems inappropriate, but what is your birth year?”

I answered, and he and his wife arrived at our home a few hours later with a bottle of wine dated from my birth year! We talked, I helped him, and it was really nice to meet them both.

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