The strangest thing happened to me the other day...
One of the first of many "catch up" things I had to do upon return from my 10 day vacation to Hawaii (more on that later) was to retrieve my mail that was being held for me at the main post office in downtown Chico. Now, you have to understand that my list was long. Ten days is a long time to get caught up on. So, when I approached the steps of the post office and noticed a small group of... well, folks with no more important business than to gather on the steps of the post office on a Friday morning... looking as though they were waiting for they next passerby to hit up for money and knowing that that person was going to be me, my defenses started to raise... just a bit. I mean, I was in a hurry and I just didn't have the time, patience, and probably not, the generocity to share any extra change in my pocket.
Have you ever felt small and hopeful at the same time?
Well, here's where it gets strange. As my deliberate, hurried steps passed just a few feet from the group, the one guy who was seated, caught my attention with a "Hey" and something about change. As I turned just slightly to make my "Sorry Brother" dismissal of his presumptive request, he reached out and handed me a Quarter. He handed me a quarter! As I reached out to accept the gift he repeated, "change for change". I smiled, said "thanks", and checked to see if it was a state that I needed for my collection and proceeded into the post office to do my business.
It just gets better...
So, with my stack of 10 days worth of mail under my arm, I headed towards the door. As I approached, I paused for a moment to let an elderly woman enter. As I began to step aside for her, she reached out with a smile and handed me a quarter. It was a quarter that she had just been given from the gentleman on the steps with the instructions to pass it on. And, she did. Now, I had made fifty cents in under five minutes... not bad for a Realtor in a down market. As I checked to see what state the quarter was (turned out to be the same one I had just been given) I went over to the generous dude on the steps and showed him a picture of Mr. Change himself, Barack Obama, on the cover of my new issue of The Week I had just been handed from the nice lady at the post office and said something about change must be in the air, or something like that.
Who's next?
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