I made a calculated decision to go against my will-power and hit the Richfield drive-thru this morning. A sausage mcmuffin was calling out to me. I decided not to fight it.
However, after navigating an onslaught of hungry drivers, I finally reached the window to find I had a surprise waiting for me.
"OK. One thing," the young cashier said matter of factly.
"Oh no," I said to myself. "They've run out of mcmuffins. This is not good."
"Oh. Hey nice t-shirt," he side-tracked. "I love Journey!"
There are two kinds of people in this world, I was once told. People who love Journey. And liars. So, of course, his comment made me smile.
"OK. So two things. One, I like you t-shirt and two, the lady ahead of you paid for you meal and wanted me to give you this."
He handed me a letter written in beautiful handwriting from the "stranger" in the car ahead of me.
"Hi!" the letter began. "You don't know me, but I've just paid for your order. No gimmicks—It's just something I felt like doing."
And inspire she did. Astonished, I told the young man at the window: "Well, by that token, I'd like to do the same for the car behind me."
"Alright, now she wants to pay for the car behind her now," the cashier called to the second window crew.
"Anything you'd like me to tell the people behind you?" he asked turning back to me.
"Um. Just tell them to have a nice day and to pass it on," I replied with a growing smile.
He nodded and smiled back.
As I grabbed my food from the second window, I paused for a second to see the look of surprise on the faces of the two young girls behind me—and I was elated. It's amazing how one good deed can go such a long way.
To the woman who graciously paid for my order, thank you. Your best intentions brought out mine.
To the girls behind me who ordered nearly $20 in McDonald's breakfast food, well done and I hope you did in fact pass it on. (Also, after seeing the receipt, I must try the burritos next time. Good call.)
To all of you reading this, kindess is alive and well in Richfield. Take the time to do something small, in order to make a big impact on someone's day.
The full letter is attached to this article as a photo.
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