Comes all the way back around. Just ask Justin and Britney.
Just a little story I thought was so cool...
The other day I ran to New York burrito on my lunch break. It's fast food, but the kind that has a tip jar by the cash register. SOmetimes I throw in some money, sometimes not. Depends on how much cash I have etc. Well, the worker wasn't particularly cool, but there had been a big long line in front of me and no one had put anything in the jar, which I just thought wasn't right. I decided that I would throw them a bone even though New York burrito makes me mad because it is so expensive and doesn't even offer a punch card of some sort. What am I made of money? Well, I put in the change I got back, almost $2, and the girl doesn't even say thank you. She just watches me do it and then walks away. I was so mad as I walked back to my car. At least I gave you something, no one else did that much, how about a thanks? However as I climed into the driver's seat I decided that I had done my part, so it didn't matter if she was grateful or not. I had done a good deed. (Okay, in my mind it was a good deed).
Fast forward to later that day at work. I stayed a little late to laser this lady who couldn't get off work in time to be there before five. She was thanking me and telling me what a sweetheart I was for staying late, and as she left she took out three dollars and set them on my desk, telling me to go buy a coke. That totally made my day, not because of the money, but because no one gets tips where I work, and I had gotten one. I felt so proud of myself.
It wasn't until that night as I was brushing my teeth that I connected the two events (I'm slow, I know), and I couldn't believe that my tip had come back to me almost doubled.
Isn't life cool?
It reminded me of this poem we had up in one of the apartments I lived in on my mission. It basically said that it doesn't matter how people treat us, as long as we are treating them the way we should, because in the end it's not about us and them... it's about us and God.