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For context I am in my early 40s.

When I was 18ish, I was running for a bus. I missed it by the most narrow of margins. (Also, the bus driver was kind of a dick for not sticking around when it was pretty obvious... regardless...)

As it just so happened, there was a taxi a couple cars behind that bus that saw me running for it and it driving away.

That taxi driver waved me in with nary a word, drove me a stop or two in front of the bus, and without charging me, dropped me off so I could catch the bus. (To be clear this was in an area where the bus route was LONG and the taxi driver obviously knew it'd be an hour or so before the next one.)

Ever since that day, for over two decades now, that random act of kindness has stuck in my mind. We literally never said a word beyond my panicked "THANKS" as I ran out at the end. No names, nothing, just wild gesticulations and gratitude.

Love to hear some more.

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[โ€“] onlooker@lemmy.ml 24 points 16 hours ago (1 children)

Years ago I was working in retail, specifically a computer store. The work was boring, the customers were either rude, dismissive or both and of course, this took a toll on general morale, myself included. It didn't help that the neighboring store had, like, three songs on loop which drove every employee in earshot crazy, but that's beside the point.

One Thursday afternoon, it was business as usual. My coworkers took the day off, so I was alone, behind the till, re-evaluating my life choices and the store was empty, save for an occasional window shopper. It was December and the neighboring store changed their regular their regular short playlist of songs for another a completely different (but just as short!) Christmas-themed playlist. On loop again, of course. The store I was working in didn't have a dress code, so I wore my usual get-up: jeans and whatever T-shirt I grabbed in the morning. That day I was wearing one that my parents brought from France with this picture printed on.

While nurturing my newfound hatred for retail, a shy-looking girl came in, looking for a USB stick. I went through the usual motions, suggesting brands, explaining the differences all while trying to be as cordial as possible. She decided on a brand, so we moved to the register to finish the transaction. As I was printing the receipt, I got a simple "I like your shirt".

This caught me off-guard. I never received compliments while working. It was... nice. It took me a few seconds to compose myself again. After, I thanked her for the compliment, gave her the receipt and the item she bought and wished her a pleasant day. That girl genuinely made my day and I still think back on that interaction fondly.

[โ€“] zerozaku@lemmy.world 1 points 10 hours ago (1 children)

This is so wholesome. But did you ever wonder you missed your chance of writing your number behind that receipt? :P

[โ€“] onlooker@lemmy.ml 1 points 10 hours ago (1 children)

Not really, no. I think it would be inappropriate to do so and besides that, I was not in a good headspace at the time.

[โ€“] zerozaku@lemmy.world 1 points 9 hours ago

Understandable ๐Ÿ‘

Yeah I wouldn't do it myself either, I was just joking.