Compassion....

Picture this...

grocery store...... check out..... fast lane.

elderly feeble thin man in front of the line.

Cashier rolling her eyes, attitude in her stance,

saying something rude I am sure

Her attitude catches my attention.

You know what I mean don't you... 

(like she screaming internally,) 

Elderly man searching his pockets, 

the floor, all over, confused

My ears perk up and I pay more attention....

He says, "I must have lost it..."

Cashier responds-  "So!!, do you have it or not?"

Elderly man pulls out several cards from a shirt pocket.

"Will one of these work?" asking for help.

Cashier answers.... "Well How should I know?" 

"That's something YOU have to know- not me"

Now picture this....

Me almost in tears for the rudeness and

 disrespect shown by the cashier

"Please, Let me pay for it Sir"

He.. oh miss.... please no,  I am so embarrassed.

It's not much....

Please, let me help this time, 

and then you can pay it forward at another time....

He- flustered and uncomfortable agrees......

I pay for his groceries. 

Trying hard not to speak or 

look at the cashier as she finished my transaction

she finally says.

"Thank you ma'am for paying for his groceries" 

I would have had to VOID 

the transaction if you hadn't come to the rescue.

my comment.
No problem, have a nice day..
but I was thinking.........

I rescued HIM from YOU 
not the other way around.