Can't 5 bucks buy a lunch anymore?
It can if you order a grilled chicken sandwich and a SMALL drink at Wendy's. I left my purse in the car and took with me only a 5 dollar bill. I didn't even look at prices. WHO KNEW that a freakin' sandwich and a MEDIUM drink would cost $5.17?
I looked at the woman behind the counter in disbelief. I held up the 5 dollar bill limply. "Oh, crap," I said. "I'll be right back! I have 17 cents in my car!" The helpful lady running the register said, "Well, if you don't care about the size of the drink, it's only $4.85." That seemed reasonable to me, but then a voice behind me said, "No. Give her a medium drink."
I thought the dining room was empty; it was only 11:00am. I whirled around to see a rather nice looking man I've never met before. He tossed 17 cents on the counter. "Go on, give her a medium!" he said.
The woman behind the counter and I looked at each other in disbelief. Several thoughts ran through my head. Was it some guy just being nice? Or was he in a hurry and he decided that 17 cents was a small price to pay to get the airhead out of his way?
I decided it was probably a combination of the two, but really, does his motivation matter? I needed to take this as an act of kindness. I thanked him and got the hell out of his way, just in case that WAS his primary motivation.
I know it was only 17 cents. This man was well dressed, and he probably has a job where he makes 17 cents in half a second (I haven't done the math to see how much that could possibly be in a year). But those 17 cents made me smile for the rest of the day.