"Wow, that was so nice."?
I had one of those moments the other day and I am still benefitting from it today.
Monday morning I woke up and set about my normal routine: feed dogs, give dogs water, start coffee, take dogs out...Etc, but when I went to fill the coffee pot I realised that I was running incredibly low on coffee grounds. Knowing that Mr. K and I would need to get someone to get us to the grocery store since it is inaccessible from where we live, I mentioned it to him. We threw around the idea that if we didn't get to the grocery store before I ran out, we'd try CVS, a pharmacy across the street that we can actually get to.
Tuesday morning rolled around and I was getting a bit antsy because with each passing day the coffee was getting lower and lower. I am fully aware that this is just coffee I am talking about and that it's not like we ran out of food, but dude, mornings would just not be the same without the deliciousness of coffee. That night we wandered up to a gas station that is just around the corner. It's another of the very few places we can actually access without someone driving us. We both wanted snacks, unhealthy ones I might add, and so asked the woman at the counter to help us find chips and dip. She was very nice and Mr. K informed me she was one of the owners. I guess while I've been gone he's become familiar with the people working at the various locations in this area. We chatted a bit with her and when she asked if there was anything else I asked if she sold coffee. She said yes and I became very excited: if she sold coffee, I would never have to worry about running out again. Then, she asked me what size of cup I wanted. My heart plummeted; they sold it by the cup. I would not be able to brew the nectar of life in the morning. There would be no delicious aroma, no dark liquid filling my favourite Tinkerbell mug, no way to prod my sleepy brain from a state of slumber to wakefulness. What would I do?
I politely declined and explained what I was looking for and that she should not worry about it. I just figured Mr. K and I would try CVS like we had originally planned to. The woman laughed and said,
"a gift from the store to you," and handed us a little packet of coffee; and not just any coffee, Premium Roast Hazel Nut! And right there and then standing in the Circle K with Glacier lying at my feet and a complete stranger handing me a packet of coffee, , I had a
"wow that was so nice" moment.
Sure it was a small package and sure it's just coffee, but it's not very often that you see people just giving things away nowadays. Giving me that package was thoughtful in ways that she probably could never imagine. It meant that Mr. K and I didn't have to get to the grocery store Pronto and that meant we didn't have to find someone to run us there. It also meant that my mornings were complete with a good cup of coffee and that the dogs didn't have to deal with me stumbling around in a Zombie-like state, groaning and moaning about a caffeine withdrawal headache. Then again, perhaps she is acutely aware of the necessity of a solid cup of coffee in the morning herself and didn't wish that withdrawal headache on her worst enemies. Honestly though, I just think she's a nice person doing a nice thing for someone and it's those
"wow that was so nice"
moments like that that give me hope for the human race.