How Sweet, Literally.

A customer I’ve never seen before came up to me with some Pillsbury cinnamon rolls. The kind in the little barrel you just pop open and cook. They had 50% off managers special labels on them, plus everything in the store has a sign for what percentage off it is.

He wanted to know how that worked, if it was 20% off, or 50% off. So I told him it was going to take 20% off at the register, then the 50% was a coupon, so that would come off as well. He thanked me, then said he’d never had them before, and wanted to try them. I told him, “those. Are. Soooo. Good!” And he said I should buy some then, since they were discounted so much. I said I would, but I don’t have any money, which is true. I have twenty dollars in the bank, and I’m gonna need that for bus fare to work all week and probably for a bottle of advil.

The man came back with three packages, already paid for, for me! I’m fat enough, I don’t really need to be eating cinnamon rolls, but I just thought that was so sweet of him. I guess there still are nice people out there, no matter how many people try to prove me otherwise.