Tipped To Be A Good Christmas

(It’s nearly Christmas, and I’m having my gifts wrapped. The two girls who are wrapping the presents are very nice and cheerful, though most of the customers in the (very long) line are grumpy and aggressive. Two hours later, I see the same girls, still wrapping the gifts, and the line is even longer.)

Me: “Excuse me, miss… Are you paid to do that job?”

Girl #1: “No, miss. Can I help you?”

Me: “Really? Well, is there any jar or something for customers to tip you?”

Girl #1: “No, we do it for free.”

Me: “Can I tip you, though?”

Girl #2: “No, we aren’t supposed to accept any tip, but thanks for your concern.”

(I walk away and, feeling bad for them, I bring two can of soda, come back to the girls, and give them the cans.)

Me: “I may not be allowed to tip you for your excellent work, but I can still offer you something, can’t I?”

Girls #1 & #2: *stunned* “Oh… yes! Yes, you can! Thank you, miss!”

(The smile they gave me made my day!)