Day 09 — When the cashier gives me this amount of money for change I know it’s too much money to dump in the charity bucket…
Uhm, I don’t get this question so…no. When the cashier hands me cash, I have no idea if it’s the right or wrong amount. Generally, I trust they did it properly and I shove my change in my purse and move on. Simple adding and subtracting stump me.
I don’t usually put my change in the charity buckets. I usually reply, “Not today” when asked if I would like to add a dollar to my purchase to donate to some charity.
But…
A boy scout and his mom were set up outside my grocery store a couple of months ago and the boy shyly asked if I was interested in purchasing whatever he was selling and per my usual I replied, “Not today.” I’m not sure if it was his obvious discomfort at having to ask or just that he wished me a good day anyway but upon leaving the store I handed him cash I’d taken out at the register.
I really only mean to say, I do give charitably. Not all the time but when I am moved to do so and the quantity of my donation doesn’t cross my mind. It’s whatever I have that I can easily grab and throw in the canister as quickly as possible before eye contact occurs.
He touched your heart! What a great story.
He really did. Sometimes when I see people being genuinely nice to random strangers it makes me cry. This boy made my heart glad.
I can’t even tell you how many boxes of girl scout cookies I’ve bought simply because the girls were brave enough to ask.
And yet when the girl at the department store asks if I need any help I was to beat her with a stick for talking to me. How about I ask you until then…shhhhh!!
I hate that. I hate it! I think it’s so unfair when stores allow soliciting inside, or just outside the door.
I feel like I’m weaving my way through a minefield, hoping… praying they don’t see me.
When they ask for my change, I always want to say “EFFFFFF (but the nastier version) WHY ARE YOU BOTHERING ME!?!? WHY DOES THIS STORE ALLOW YOU PEOPLE TO DISTURB IT’S PATRONS!!???! EFF OFF!”
But I usually smile, reach in my pocket and pull out the first coin I happen to grab (secretly hoping it’s not a loonie or toonie) and drop it in their bucket.
Kids however… they always melt my heart so I give them it all…. and it peeves me to no end that people use children like that. =b
When I’m moved, I give, too. I would have given to the kid, too. 🙂