A christmas story<3

• *I'm a cashier*
• *An Old Lady comes into my line*
• Me: How are you today?
• Old Lady: I'm lovely, dear. How are you?
• Me: I'm wonderful, thank you.
• *Bags her grociers and lifts them into her cart*
• Me: Will that be on cash, credit, or debit?
• Old Lady: How much is it?
• Me: $37.92
• Old Lady: *pulling item out of her wallet, at first slowly, then quickly.. hands shaking, lips trembling, muttering inaudible words*
• Old Lady: *dumps all the contents of her walle out on the counter and lets out a sigh choked with tears*
• Old Lady: I...had a gift card... It's how Ive been buying food.. for the past month... It's gone.
• Me: *speechless, wanting to say or do anything.. but knowing I'm powerless*
• Old Lady: I guess I'm not having any food this week...
• Random Black Guy Carrying Whipped Cream: Whut? Whatcha sayin bout na food? Na gurl.. that aint righ.
• Random Black Guy Carrying Whipped Cream: *pulling out his wallet*
• Me: *smiling, tears burning in my eyes*
• Random Black Guy Carrying Whipped Cream: *pays for her order*
• Old Lady: Thank you... You have no idea what you've done.
• Random Black Guy Carrying Whipped Cream: Dun worry bout it. *Hands her several hundred dallar bills* Merry Christmas, eh?
• Random Blsck Guy Carrying Whipped Cream: *Leaves the store without paying for his whipped cream*
• Me: I don't even care.