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Someone sprung some random act of kindness on me today!
I went to the post office this morning to ship a care package to my friend over in the sandbox. The lady assisting me was really sweet and noticed the address and asked who I was sending it to. She wanted to know what he does over there, how long he's been and whatnot. She was really genuinely interested. After chatting for a bit she told me how much it was to express post it (which I like to do so it gets there much quicker), and I went to give her my debit card. She refused to accept my debit card and said she would like to pay to send it. She said she is so thankful for what our troops are doing over there, and this is her small way of saying thanks. Express posting this package wasn't a small cost either, as it can be quite pricey. After some debate back and forth I finally agreed to let her foot the bill. She had another clerk come ring it in for her, and then handed me the tracking slip and said to pass on a simple message to all those I know who serve. "Thank you". Her few simple words caused tears to run down my cheeks as I left the post office. What a wonderful lady.
So, for her, and for me: Thank you for what you do.
I went to the post office this morning to ship a care package to my friend over in the sandbox. The lady assisting me was really sweet and noticed the address and asked who I was sending it to. She wanted to know what he does over there, how long he's been and whatnot. She was really genuinely interested. After chatting for a bit she told me how much it was to express post it (which I like to do so it gets there much quicker), and I went to give her my debit card. She refused to accept my debit card and said she would like to pay to send it. She said she is so thankful for what our troops are doing over there, and this is her small way of saying thanks. Express posting this package wasn't a small cost either, as it can be quite pricey. After some debate back and forth I finally agreed to let her foot the bill. She had another clerk come ring it in for her, and then handed me the tracking slip and said to pass on a simple message to all those I know who serve. "Thank you". Her few simple words caused tears to run down my cheeks as I left the post office. What a wonderful lady.
So, for her, and for me: Thank you for what you do.