Dude at the gas station in front of me was trying to cash a check. <\/p>\n
“No we don’t do that here. Go to the bank.”<\/p>\n
“When does the bank open? This is my ride home”<\/p>\n
“10 am. It is 7:30 now”<\/p>\n
That’s a long time to wait.<\/p>\n
I followed him out. “What do you need?”<\/p>\n
“Oh, I’m just trying to get home.”<\/p>\n
“What do you need? Gas?” I didn’t know if he has a car or was riding the bus<\/p>\n
“Yeah…”<\/p>\n
I rummaged in my purse. I wanted to give him a five, but all I had was 20s. I gave him two ones.<\/p>\n
” oh thank you! Let me give you my business card so you can hit me up.”<\/p>\n
” oh that’s ok.” <\/p>\n
He took my two dollars to the cashier to buy gas. Then I thought, oh that may have been him making a pass at me rather than him offering to repay the money <\/p>\n
Or it could have been both.<\/p>\n
Sometimes it’s hard to be a Good Samaritan in a dress. Still felt pretty good.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Dude at the gas station in front of me was trying to cash a check. “No we don’t do that here. Go to the bank.” “When does the bank open? This is my ride home” “10 am. It is 7:30 … Continue reading