Yesterday (Easter Saturday) I was subject to
one of the most touching experiences of my life.
I was at the checkout at Woolies,
with $18 worth of groceries
and the EFTPOS machine kept saying ‘declined’ + ‘contact
Now I KNEW I had enough money in the bank, as I had checked my balance the previous day,
had spent no money in the meantime,
and KNEW that I had no deductions or payments coming/owing.
My bank (the ANZ)
decided for reasons known only unto themselves
that despite taking $1365 out of my account only a week before
leaving me with $327 until my next pay
they should in fact
on Good Friday
withdraw $275 from my account
without warning or notice.
So – there I am, standing at the checkout
a red glow spreading across my cheeks,
knowing that I only have about $13 worth of shrapnel in my purse,
I say to the uninterested checkout chick;
“I don’t have enough cash. I’ll have to put something back”.
across my shoulder floats a $20 note
as a woman
** a total stranger **
“Pay it forward, Happy Easter”.
I know I must have looked like a total numbnut
with a look of both shock and delight
on my face.
I tried to protest and thank her for the offer at the same time
but she would have none of it.
She insisted, simply repeating
“Pay it forward one day.
I nodded and mumbled something inane like,
The checkout chick took the cash with little care as to where it came from.
I leaned across to the woman and kissed her on the cheek
and said a simple
Then I walked out of the supermarket not knowing whether to smile or burst into tears.
NO – I beamed!
So . . . . THANK YOU
to the lovely lady who paid for my fruit juice, yogurt and gluten-free corn chips.
Happy Easter everyone.