I had a busy weekend, filled with commitments and errands. I was on my last errand before I could head home for the day. It was getting late, but all I had to do was get to the post office and back—and my day would be done.
When I got to the post office, there was another person at the self-service vending machine. She was taking quite a long time and seemed a bit lost. What tipped me off was that she was just staring at the screen… and staring at the screen… and staring at the screen.
I asked if she needed help and was able to show her how to finish her transaction. Once she left, I started to work on my transaction.
Another lady came up and tried to post her letters, but she couldn’t pull the metal tray down to post her letters. I put my transaction on hold, to help her out. Although the slot that she was trying to open was locked, I pointed her to the 4 mail slots on the other side that she could use, instead. She laughed at the ease of that solution, as she dropped her letters in one of those open slots.
Turning back to my transaction, I was a bit disappointed. The vending machine didn’t offer what I was looking for, so I cancelled out of the menu without getting what I needed.
I got back to my car, thinking that this last errand was a complete waste of my time, when another lady came up to my car. As I rolled down my window, she asked me if I would give her a ride. She added that she’d pay me to take her.
I asked her where she needed to go. She told me a street that I recognized, so I told her to hop in.
She proceeded to tell me her story. Recently, she was in a car accident, which totaled her car — and hurt her neck. She’s on her way to work at a 7/11 store, but had no way of getting there. She was prepared to walk all the way, if I hadn’t given her a ride.
Once I got her to her 7/11, she offered me a drink or coffee from the store. I declined, telling her that I was quite happy just to be able to help her out.
I simply was at the right place, at the time.
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