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.
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and that dumb thankless girl probably got a ticket on the way home from work!
Ahh, Nicole you're so cute! I wish I lived there to give you big tipsies!
i am so happy that you aren't in school anymore & pirate is doing so good, & you have time to post occasionally, so i know what's going on in your cozy rexburg life!
"Nice lessons" you're teaching your 'future' kidos! Good job youngin'!
Can I borrow some money?
good story...too bad I feel that tip jars should only be placed in facilities where employees have to spend more than two minutes serving you. You want tips new york burrito girl? Go get a real job.
sara... i love your comments, and your personality for that matter, with all my soul. that's how I really feel about those tip jars, but I was trying to do something nice, and then no thank you... so annoying
Alright so you say what goes around comes around. Well, sometime ago my brother has this stroke and I try to trick him by putting some dough into his pickup while he was visiting me at my house. He absolutely would NOT take the money. Now I am going to Disneyland with my kiddos and both of you are trying to slip me dough. What the crap is up with that. Doesn't anybody want my money. I AM SO TOTALLY FREAKIN RICH! What is it about me that screams welfare case? Well, right now it's awesome. I love getting money from everyone. Hopefully someday I can PAY IT FORWARD. Hee, Hee, Hee
HDW
john lennon said it best. instant karma gonna get ya. you keep putting out that good energy sista!
p.s. we could include a line for tips on your receipts at dermageek if you want. let me know...
Very cool story! I loved it. Thanks for sharing.
This was a fun post to read. Thanks for sharing it. I am glad that someone gave you a tip in Derma Chic. Every now and then they do that. We love having you there.
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