Two tales from my day...
#1.
I stopped by the little corner store near the hospital. Ahead of me in line was a father (roughly my age), and his late twenties son. The father, who I have never seen before sneered at me, and tilted his head to the side, indicating to the son that he should look back.
The son looked directly at me. He seemed embarrassed. He waited for me at the door, held it, smiled, and wished me a great day. He was overcompensating for his dad.
We all know right from wrong. It doesn't take any great courage to make good choices towards others, we have just got to want to be good people.
#2.
Three blocks away from the house, I noticed a face down unopened envelope in the middle of the street. There were no people about. The envelope contained the paycheck of someone I've never heard of before. The address was over a mile away. I could see "Pay to the order of:," at the edge of the envelope's window.
Neighbor-lady was sitting out as I walked by, so I asked if she would take me to the envelope's address. She said that she was "Always up for an adventure." We found the street, which was 🎲-y. As we parked in front of the house, I jokingly begged her to not take off and leave me, in that screaming like a school girl was about I the energy I have left today.
Weirdness. There was a big "Apartment For Rent," sign in the window. No one lived there. What to do? What to do?
I wrote "Moved. Return to sender," on the envelope and dropped it in a mailbox.
This was actually more exciting as it unfolded. 😛
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