I was in McDonalds getting a hamburger the other day when I noticed a black man milling around inside and then finally making his way up to the counter. He asked the waitress if he could speak to the manager about getting some work, then he ordered a meal. He was dressed neatly, but I could tell that he was down on his luck. I walked over to the clerk and told her that I would like to buy the young man’s meal for him. They both looked at me in surprise, and then the young man said “Thank you, thank you very much”. We both felt good about that; I think I felt the best though.
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