Last
week was a hard week. With the Boston
Marathon bombing and the fertilizer plant explosion in Waco, Texas, there just
wasn't much happiness in the world. On
Monday (tax day) we were in town to get groceries and cash paychecks which
always makes for a long day. It wasn't a
very nice spring day either. It was cold
and miserable, even for April. So we
decided to go to Dairy Queen.
I
was standing in line, it was snowing, and the line was insanely long. I of course left my coat in the pickup and
didn't want to go get it for fear I would lose my place in line. There was only one girl working on the ice
cream side of the Dairy Queen, and I think everyone in line was ordering for at
least 10 people. Standing in front of me
was a beautiful little girl. Long blond hair, bright blue eyes. She was maybe 8 years old. She kept waving and blowing kisses to her mom
who was waiting in their car.
When
it was her turn to order, she asked how much a dipped cone was. The waitress
told her the price, and the girl started counting her money (all nickels,
dimes, and pennies). She was struggling, so the waitress said "here, let
me help." She was very patient, and explained how she was counting it out
as she went along. She was very patient with the little girl, and was never
cross or uptight with her, which was quite a feat since the girl wasn't
grasping the counting money, and there were several people behind me in
line. The little girl didn't have enough
money, and before I could dig in my wallet to make up the difference to help
the girl, the waitress took what was needed from her own tip cup to cover the
cone, and wouldn't let me or anyone else in line pay for it.
I
wouldn't have thought much of it if the waitress was an older, grandmotherly
type, but she couldn't have been more than 15 or 16 years old, and she never
stopped smiling. It made me smile. So
when she wasn't looking, I put a couple of extra dollars in her tip jar.
Dairy
Queen isn't open year round here. They
close for the winter, so when they open back up it is a really big deal and
there is always an insanely long line (even in a snow storm!). Most of our town trips can be made a little
easier with the promise of Dairy Queen if the boys (Cow Boss included) can just
be good for a few more minutes!
I
think my sister said it best when she said: "At a time like this, it is
easy to condemn our society for the senseless pain it continues to inflict on
innocent and unassuming people. It's nice to be reminded that far more people
in this world are good and kind!"
I
sincerely hope that you have the opportunity to see something as simple and
wonderful as this in the next week, and can spread some goodness and kindness.
wow, that waitress was very kind! You don't see that often. I've never been to dairy queen but I hear it's really good.
ReplyDeleteShe was very kind. We don't see that very often these days!
DeleteDairy Queen is like heaven! =)
That's too cool! Glad to hear there are still youth out there with some kindness to them. :)
ReplyDeleteDairy Queen is pretty neat when you're in need of ice cream! Otherwise, we get tired of it. ;) Guess that would be cause it's open all the time.
=)
DeleteWhat a great story!
ReplyDeleteThank you!
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