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    Things Are Looking Up

    September 30, 2013 by Brandy Vencel

    In case you were wondering, all is not lost with the world. I know, because today the woman in front of me in the drive through bought my Starbucks order. I feel very badly about this because I’m absolutely positively sure that had she known that my truck contained, in addition to myself, four small people who were begging me for microwaved sausage breakfast sandwiches {a horrific food for which they developed an unexpected affection during a sudden post-swimming-lesson hunger panic}, she would never had done it.

    It was just under $20.

    That’s right.

    You see, in order to set a Good and Holy example for my children, I often do this stupid thing where, after receiving my pay for my tiny little job, I promptly waste it on treats for them that I really can’t afford because Starbucks is for Rich People, and also people who would be rich if they could just forbear going to Starbucks.

    I cashed my check on Saturday, but there was no time for treats until today: Monday!

    I’m sorry, Dad. I know you tried to teach me Good Financial Management. I don’t know what happened. We did get through Siah’s master’s program without going into debt, so you must have done something right.

    But I digress.

    So as I was saying, the woman in front of me paid for our order. I was shocked and also teared up for a moment because, having lost faith in humanity before, it’s always nice to be proven wrong.

    The children and I decided to pay for the order of the woman behind us since we ended up getting our order for free. I don’t think the barista appreciated my little joke about turning a profit on the deal since her order was only $5.40, but I made it up to him with a tip, so I suppose we made two people happy.

    The woman I paid for caught up to me and tried to flag me down and thank me, which, naturally, embarrassed me to no end.

    I was horrified.

    People! If someone pays for your order, don’t–I repeat: don’t–chase them down! You may scare every introvert for miles into never doing something like this again!

    Ahem.

    Perhaps the best part of the whole thing was when the barista told me, “That happens a lot here.” That’s heartwarming, and I say this as someone with a fairly unmoved heart.

    So as I was saying, all is not lost. There is still a bit of decency around here. Hip hip and all that.

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    2 Comments

  • Reply Sallie October 1, 2013 at 1:37 am

    Starbucks is our vice too. But every time I feel guilty about it and think we really need to stop, I remember how many clients God has brought to us through our time in Starbucks. It is amazing the number of people we have connected with professionally because we stopped in to feed our addiction, I mean get a mocha and sausage sandwich.

    And the Sausage Egg and Cheese McMuffin at McDonalds is SO much better than the reheated sandwich at Starbucks. Just not as convenient. (Not that that stops me from going to both places to get what I really want…)

  • Reply rebecca September 30, 2013 at 7:35 pm

    I love this.

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