The other day at work a lady brought her son in for lunch, and waited to order for her parents to join her. They ordered a pizza and a pitcher of soda- she couldn’t talk very well but she tried very hard to make conversation with me about things from her child to our menu. She couldn’t read very well either, and I spent quite a bit of time at this table explaining the foods and our menu and helping her try to afford her “budget” that she hadn’t shared with me. Her family and her ate and enjoyed their meal.
These people didn’t annoy me at all, and it touched me really that this woman clearly had a handful and she was so excited to treat her mother and father to dinner.
At the end of their meal, I boxed their food and brought them their bill. When I went back to cash her out, she was counting change and she appeared flustered, she started explaining to me she didn’t have enough, and she went over her budget, and she kept apologizing to me over and over again- I took the bill with me and told her to keep her change. I paid the rest of her bill for her, and she kept apologizing to me. I could tell she was embarrassed, and she didn’t have a tip except for the change she was counting, but her son was so preoccupied by the arcade room throughout their whole meal, I told her to keep it, and she brought him over to the games afterward which was cool because that’s what I hoped she would do with it. Her parents asked for my name and thanked me, and said they really appreciated what I did, and that they apologized and explained that their daughter still had some things to work on. They wanted to request me and tell my boss I needed a raise.
I didn’t do these things for a raise, or for appraisal. I did these things because I could, if it hurts to watch someone having a mental breakdown when you can see the good in their heart they were trying to share, it shouldn’t hurt to help. I did this because I hope one day when my little sister has a breakdown because of her disease, someone has the kind in their heart that my sister has in hers, and that this woman had in hers, and can reach out and help and understand instead of laughing or judging or standing by. Everyone is a person, no matter how small you may think they are- no one is small. We’re all people and we all deserve happiness.