Back in January when my Mom was sick we drove to New York several times.
I brought yo-yo's to give me something to do in the car. Well, in my haste I forgot scissors.
At a gas station place I asked if they sold any type of scissors and the clerk say they did not. My sister was with me and I told her not a problem. I'll figure something out. We paid for our purchases and left w/o another thought of scissors.
Suddenly the clerk ran out (in COLD Jan weather) with a pair of generic scissors. He told me they had lots of them and maybe they would work for me.
He had no idea why I was traveling but on that day, so scared for my Mom 's condition, that young man made my day.
I will never forget his kindness. He wouldn't take any payment and said to keep them. He will never know how much it meant to me.
I just found the bag they were in and had to tell you all :)
PS My Mom is doing great now but it sure was a scary time for all of us.