Gratitude Week-Day 1 "Watermelon Stories"

One summer in college a good friend and I spent most of our time trying to figure out how to make enough money to live. Ha, sounds funny...but it is really hard when you don't have a car to get you to a job that pays well. We rode our bikes everywhere. Which looking back on now I loved that we did that, and I kind of miss it. I worked so many random jobs because it was hard to find anything close enough that was full-time, or that paid enough money for rent and food etc. No worries...I did have parents that would never let me go homeless, but I tried to do what I could. It was my responsibility. . I worked at Jimmy Johns because it was two blocks from our house, I also worked for the phonebank at the university (that was no fun trying to get money from people, I will never do that again!), and also did catering since we lived so close to campus. There were also a few other random jobs here and there that we did to get some extra money...but anyways...one day we decided we really wanted some watermelon....

 It was a hot July afternoon and we lived only a bike ride away from the grocery store. I remembered seeing the day before that for half a watermelon it was only like a $1.47 or something like that. So we gathered our change, and came up with exactly what we needed. I put on my backpack so we had some way of biking home with the huge melon and on our way we went. Well, we got there, picked out our melon and went to check out. What was I thinking? $1.47 per pound! Duh! We were both so embarrased and had to explain that we did not have enough money...until the man behind us said "I got it." He bought our watermelon for us! It was only like 3 bucks or so, but I remember that story to this day because we were determined to eat watermelon on that hot day. We biked all the way there just for that refreshing taste. We were so excited that we had just enough money, and we got shot down, until this man came in and did that simple kind deed that he did not have to do. He just told us to pass it on to someone someday. That was such a neat experience. He saw us put that melon in our backpack and bike home. I think it made him feel good too because he obviously knew that we were low on money and that made our day. We were sooo thankful. I will never forget that story and it was such a simple thing he did. What kind of stories do you have that made you feel thankful?...or maybe you were the man who bought the watermelon.