The Night $7.33 Changed My View On Life

Last Saturday started out completely unremarkable. I woke up, I cleaned. Jordan woke up and helped me. We went and got some Dunkin Donuts (the newest "spot" in Logan). Seriously, boring. Then a dear friend called and he and his wife offered to make us dinner. So they came over with some amazing chili, which we gobbled up. Then we decided to have some fun and headed over to another friend's apartment. 

Around 12:30 we decided to go to Taco Bell and Walmart. I wanted a Dr. Pepper and some snacks. My friends wanted some straws and obviously, some tacos. 

So anyways, we get to Taco Bell and they are out of beef! Does that make sense? No. Did it happen anyways? Yes. So we are now taking forever to decide what all the people in my car want that doesn't involve beef. And this car rolls up behind us revving its engine. We can't hear the guy through the speaker, and he can't hear us and it's getting super frustrating. Suddenly the guy starts screaming profanities at us. What the heck? So the less than sober ladies in my car flip the kid behind us off. He pretends to get out of his car to come at us but I don't really do anything about it so he gets back in. We get our food and drive away. THE CRAZY GUY FOLLOWED US!! Screaming and making rude gestures and all kinds of craziness. He finally gets bored and spins around, hitting a tree in the process. At this point a friend is on the phone with the police, so we left the psycho and his tree and drive back to Walmart. 

At this point, I feel like crap. I'm shaky and just down on the world. Why would someone work so hard to hurt a carful of people they don't know? Most everyone stays in the car because they are freaked out. Anyways. I gather my snacks and my friend gathers her stuff and we head to the check out. My friend heads to the bathroom and I wait in line. I'm so excited for this Dr. Pepper it's unbelievable. 

I feel like it's taking forever so I start watching the guy in front of me. His card gets declined. One, two, three times later I look at the price. $7.33. Declined again. Then again. I hear myself say, "Hey, can I buy this? Would that be alright?" The man and he he cashier both look at me. I feel a little awkward but I swipe my credit card. Done. The man turns and thanks me about a hundred times. I realize he has tears in his eyes. He introduces himself  and then gets his stuff and leaves. The cashier is grinning at me and telling me how nice I am. 

That night I learned a lesson I will never forget. People are mean. Seriously, this world is full of awful human beings. But I can change that. Kindness is eternal, and all you have to do is spread it. I went from completely downtrodden to feeling good for two whole days. SO if you ever feel like the world is out to get you, do something nice for someone. It's going to make a difference, I guarantee it.