The other day at the grocery store, the lady in front of Katie and I in line was looking through the impulse buy rack for Pretzel M&Ms. She explained that her granddaughter had her tonsils out, and was finally able to eat solid food after a week or more. This was the one thing she was really craving.
They weren’t on our lane, so Katie went to the other check out lanes to see if they had some. They didn’t, but I was still impressed that she tried.
It turned out that I had forgotten something, so when I ran back to get it, I picked up one of the big bags of Pretzel M&Ms for the lady, thinking I could buy it and give it to her as a random act of kindness.
Of course, as I was running back to the checkout line, I saw her rolling her grocery cart to the door.
Back in line, the checker looked at the M&Ms and said, “Oh, that’s funny. The lady before you was looking for these.” Um, yes.
Katie remembered what the lady looked like, so I sent her out to the parking lot to see if she could find her and give them to her. No dice.
We looked again when we left the store, hoping that we’d see her returning her cart. But we didn’t see her anywhere.
Katie was bummed because she liked the idea of the surprise. But when she figured out that now we’d “have to” eat the M&Ms ourselves… she got over it.Share on Facebook
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