Positive, feel-good stories

All Treat, No Trick, Part 2

, , , , , , | Right | CREDIT: TESTINSP1234 | October 31, 2020

I am working at the front checkout on Halloween night. A young woman and her young daughter come into the store. The daughter is dressed up as a princess and is obviously in the middle of trick-or-treating.

Mother: “Go ahead!”

Girl: “Trick or treat!”

Me: “I’m sorry, sweetie, but we don’t have any free candy here.”

Girl: *Obviously disappointed* “Oh…”

Man In Line: “You know what, I’ve got it.”

The man in line grabs a full-sized Snickers bar and hands it to me to scan.

Man In Line: “That’s for the princess.”

Girl & Mother: “Thank you!”

Me: “That was really very generous! Thank you so much!”

Man In Line: “It’s a better use of my money than this issue of Concealed Handguns I’m buying!”

All Treat, No Trick

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This Story Is A Real Treat

, , , , , | Working | October 29, 2020

In 2013, I spend a few weeks in Ireland, where I volunteer full-time at a small local dog rescue. English is a second language for me and I speak it fairly well, but I don’t speak Irish at all.

In the afternoon, when most of the daily chores are taken care of, I am free to take some of the dogs for a longer walk or cuddle and play with them.

One of the dogs in the kennels is a very timid adult male border collie, a stray who arrived a day or two before I did. He is very wary of humans and the constant barking and noise in the shelter stress him out. Consequently, he doesn’t eat well and spends most of the day curled up in the far back corner of his kennel. Whenever I can, I take him out for a long walk so he can get away from the stressful environment and relax a bit. It is quite a challenge as he is not used to walking on a leash, and close contact with humans makes him incredibly nervous. We usually walk for a bit until we find a nice, quiet spot where we sit down two or three meters apart and just enjoy the view.

Over the course of about two weeks, we manage to build some trust and he calms down considerably during our walks. One day, when we arrive at our usual spot, instead of keeping his distance as usual, he sits down right next to me and even accepts the treat I offer him!

Back in the kennels, I find the manager to tell her about the progress I made with the dog.

Me: “We’ve come so far! He came right up and sat with me, and he let me give him a treat!”

The manager seems confused for a bit.

Manager: “Which dog is that? What’s his name?”

I tell her and describe him. Suddenly, she starts laughing out loud and can’t seem to stop.

Apparently, this dog didn’t have a name when they picked him up from the pound. Because they received a few black and white border collies from two different locations on the same day, she just wrote down the name of the location on the little whiteboard at the front of the kennel and forgot to change it to a proper name later on. However, I didn’t notice this and just assumed it was some Irish name I had never heard of before. We laugh about it and agree to find a good name that suits him.

A few days later, the manager approaches me, asking about the dog’s progress.

Manager: “The other volunteers tell me that the dog outright refuses to be taken out of his kennel for a walk and that he still doesn’t eat properly or take treats from anyone.”

Confused, I grab a collar and leash and take her to his kennel, where he is curled up in a corner as usual. I call him by his name and he immediately comes to the front, shyly wagging his tail. I put the leash on him and take him outside the building where I hand him a few treats that he basically inhales.

Manager: “Well, I guess the dog is yours now.”

She turns around and goes back to work.

For a few days, I contemplate whether I can actually take on the responsibility of having a dog — I am still a university student on a tight budget — especially a former stray that has no training and probably comes with a good load of bad experiences and trauma. But finally, I decide to take him with me to Germany. We still haven‘t come up with a new name for the paperwork, and since he already responds to the one accidentally given to him, I decide to keep it.

And this is the story of how my dog, Mayo, got himself a new home and a rather unique name.

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And On The Seventh Day, We All Went To The Museum

, , , , , | Right | October 26, 2020

I work in my museum’s planetarium. A group of three older men dressed in their Sunday best has just finished buying tickets.

Coworker: “A planetarium show is about to start if you’d like to see it.”

They balk a bit at the suggestion but, noting that it’s included in admission, ultimately come inside. It’s then that I notice the very large wooden crosses around their necks. Considering the show that’s about to air is about the formation of the solar system, the Earth, and the early evolution of life, I’m a bit skeptical of how this is going to play out.

Fortunately, nothing happens during the show. As it ends, I open the doors for the customers and wait just outside to thank them for visiting and answer any questions. Two of the men appear almost immediately and rush right past me and… out of the museum. The third, and seemingly oldest based on his cane, is one of the last to leave and approaches me as he exits.

Guest: “That was a great show! It was so cool!”

Me: *Surprised* “Oh, wow, thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it!”

Guest: “I didn’t know a lot of that stuff. Say, what else is in this museum, anyway?”

Me: “Well, we have an extensive collection of dinosaur fossils and paleontology-related exhibits, as well as a hall about the more modern history of the region.”

Guest: “That sounds neat! I’m going to go check it out. Thank you so much!”

Me: “No, thank you!”

Several hours later, I saw him chatting up the front desk telling them what a wonderful time he had. Whether he agrees with the museum’s point of view or not, I’m just glad he had a good time!

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A Fresh Conclusion

, , , , | Right | October 24, 2020

A customer comes and orders a quarter-pounder. As such, he is asked to park. He angrily speeds off into a parking spot. A minute later, his food is ready. I am known for making angry customers happy, so I am sent out to bring him his food.

I also look quite young, which sometimes causes our customers to have a bit of sympathy when they see a young teen bringing out their food. Since this customer is old enough to be my grandfather, I use this to my advantage.

Coworker: “Be careful, [My Name]; he’s mean.”

I keep his words in mind as I head out, but I’m not too worried. When I reach his car, the following exchange happens.

Me: “Here you are, sir.” *Hands him his food* “What’s wrong? I heard you drove off earlier.”

Customer: “Well, I was mad because they always park me when I come here. So I drove off to spite them.”

After that, I can tell that he’s not normally like this and that he made a snap decision.

Me: “Aw. They only park you because your food is fresh and it takes a couple of minutes to cook. But you don’t hate me, do you?”

Customer: *Smiling gently* “No, I could never hate you, sweetheart.”

We never had any trouble from him after that, and he ended up being one of my favorite regulars.

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Kindness Isn’t The Best Medicine, But It Can Help You Buy It

, , , , , , | Healthy | October 24, 2020

I walk into the pharmacy to pick up my husband’s medication. Up until now, we’ve had pretty decent prescription coverage. When I arrive, there are three people there: a husband and wife and the wife’s elderly mother.

While our pharmacist is checking our insurance, we discover that my husband’s medication is no longer covered, which is a problem, as we don’t have the money to cover the full price this month. I start to worry and panic. By this point, the husband, wife, and mother have left the pharmacy already.

A few moments later, the pharmacy phone rings.

Me: “Go ahead and answer it while I figure out what I’m going to do.”

After she hangs up, she looks at me.

Pharmacist #1: “That was the woman that was here earlier with her husband and her mother. She’s offered to cover the rest of the cost of the medication you need.”

My heart soars and I tear up. I pay for what I can: $50 out of the original $110. 

I think that is the end of it and I am so grateful. After I get home, I text my other pharmacist and ask him to thank the wife for me profusely. About twenty minutes later, the pharmacist calls me back.

Pharmacist #2: “The woman called us back, and she insisted that we give you your money back. She insisted on paying completely for your medication.”

I cried in my living room. I told my husband what had just happened and he couldn’t believe it. 

We had never met these people before; they did this purely out of the goodness of their hearts. Wherever you and your family are, please know that my husband and I are eternally grateful for you. You really helped us out in a tight spot!

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