Kindness Never Runs Out Of Batteries

| TX, USA | Transportation

(Less than two weeks after my husband and I are married he loses his job. Our rainy day fund is lost to car repairs and vet bills, and my income barely covers the rent and utilities. After a few months his car is repossessed and our living style drastically changes. We hit problem after problem, and just as the cold winter weather hits I lose all heat in my car and my battery dies. After selling some personal possessions I go to the auto store to finally get a new car battery.)

Salesman: *after grabbing the battery I need* “Hey, don’t I know you?”

Me: “I’m not certain… You look familiar.”

Salesman: “Yeah! We worked at [Retailer] together! You’re [My Name], right?”

Me: “Yeah. Wow, you remember that? That was almost a decade ago.”

Salesman: “I finally left that place and came here for the management position. Decided to be assistant manager instead. Let’s go test that battery of yours to make sure it’s really shot before I go sell you some expensive thing you don’t need.”

(We step out and talk a bit about our prior and current work while he tests my battery. It checks out good, so he tests the alternator. Everything seems great and yet my car still has a lot of trouble starting.)

Salesman: “You know what? I’ve got a hunch even though the battery is testing okay that still might be an issue. Tell you what: Your battery is out of warranty, but I’m going to see what I can do to get you a new one and we’ll try it out to see if that helps.”

(After a few minutes he rang the new battery out and approved an even exchange, despite the warranty not covering it, and got it installed. Sure enough, my car started right up as if nothing was ever wrong. He wished me luck and saw me off, never charging me a penny for the battery or the time. I don’t think he realized how much he helped me as I was crying on the way home. I don’t know how he remembered me, or why he helped me, but I can’t thank him enough. Because of him I was able to get to and from work on my own, afford food for the week, and catch up on a bill, and the following week my husband found a new job!)

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Love Giving Lovingly

| Tampa, FL, USA | At The Checkout, Awesome, Employees

(I’m standing in line at a fast food place known for their gyros, frowning at some work stuff on my phone. The young woman (probably early 20s) who is running the register is cool and fairly tough looking. She has lots of tattoos and piercings, and a no-nonsense demeanor. I place my order with her, a to-go with lunch for myself and my husband, and she waves my card away.)

Cashier: “I got you, mami. I’m buying for you. You look like you’re having a bad day, so lunch is on me, and you take it easy, okay?”

Me: “What? Really? Oh! I’m not having a bad day, haha, just some crazy work stuff. Thank you, but you don’t have to do that.”

Cashier: “Nah. I always say, if you got love, then you give, and I got lots of love, so I choose to give to you. You seem real nice, honey. Just pay it forward to another stranger some time and keep the love going, okay?”

(I thank her repeatedly, and find a $20 bill in my purse to give to her to put towards the next orders. When my food was ready, the manager actually brought me my food and told me I was a “good girl”, and had given me a bunch of extra sides in addition to gyros full to bursting. I made sure to brag on his cashier for being so awesome, and he looked so proud. The whole experience was a bright spot in my week, especially during the busy holiday season.)

The Most Important Life Lessons

| TX, USA | Awesome, Money, Students, Teachers

My school’s baseball coach/government teacher is diagnosed with cancer around Christmas time.

To help raise money for the family, our service organizations band together and organize a day where, instead of having classes like normal, we have various activity periods that students are charged a dollar per session to attend. In addition, students can pay to have a color streak put in their hair, and several of the boys (and some teachers) agree to get their heads shaved if a certain amount of money is raised.

Of course, not all of our students can afford to pay to participate, but the student council has a solution for that. Students can sign up to come in after school and do some work for a teacher, and the teacher will sponsor them.

There are about 200 students in our school. We raised a few thousand dollars.

When You’re Down In The Grumps

| Detroit, MI, USA | Love/Romance

(I have been having a rough night after finding out some really bad news. It is early morning, and I am cranky from the lack of sleep. My partner is sleeping soundly beside me, a grin plastered across his face, and I grumpily mutter:)

Me: “You’re always smiling, aren’t you?”

Partner: *sleepily replying* “Why wouldn’t I when I’ve got you?” *he then rolls over and starts snoring*

(It took most of my grump away, and I was able to catch a few hours of sleep that night after all.)