I had promised my mom I would send her my old Nurse's Drug guides b/c she has been out of school for over 10 years. So, I pack them up and head to the Post Office. I'm sure the Post Office in our town isn't the only one that you plan on spending at least 20 minutes waiting in line, so I was surprised when there was only 10 people in line.
I was finally next in line when the lady at the register closest to me says, "I'll have to go out to the car to get the rest of it." I'm not sure what she was mailing but she only brought a dollar in with her, and needed an additional 17 cents. So, off she ran. Then without hesitating I open my wallet and pull out a quarter and give it to the person behind the counter. He says next, I walk up hand him my package, give him cash, get my change and I'm on my way.
I heard him tell the lady that I had paid the change and she said thank you as I was walking away, and I smiled...
Am I a completely horrible person to have paid the remainder b/c I was in a hurry?? Now, I do live in a poor area, so there was some compassion in this act...but it was mainly b/c I had to leave be at V's house to get her son off the bus.
I'd like to think I am a nice person. I always offer to load groceries for old ladies, I stop people if I see they dropped something, and I tell someone if they have something in their teeth.
So, I guess I'm feeling pretty guilty for not doing this act purely out of the kindness of my heart. It's like it doesn't count, and is the same as if I did nothing.
Have you ever felt that way when you help someone, but also benefit from it??
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