So I have started eating chocolate eggs, this one's a Cadbury Fudge egg, it looks new! It has a fudge centre inside a milk chocolate egg. I actually don't usually eat these, but wanted to try this new one.
Husband M and I were in a coffee shop one morning, it was a cold, blustery day. There was a man sitting at the table behind me working on his laptop. M must've gone to refill his coffee when this man came up to me and asked how much longer we would be there. I said maybe about ten more minutes. He asked if we could watch his (large, black) bag while he quickly went to the bank nearby. I agreed, thinking we must look like trustworthy people. He quickly left the building, then I started hoping there wasn't a bomb in there. Then M returned. After several more minutes, M decided to go to the washroom. The man returned and thanked me and we exchanged some small talk about the blustery weather before he went back to his table.
And that ended up being my random act of kindness for that day!
You know husband M slipped out to the washroom on the night of the superbowl. He was at a friend's house and preparing to go home thinking the score was pretty much settled. Then the game turned around at the last minute and he comes out wondering what happened. It was kind of like in my story above. He would not have been much of a witness to the events.
Husband M and I were in a coffee shop one morning, it was a cold, blustery day. There was a man sitting at the table behind me working on his laptop. M must've gone to refill his coffee when this man came up to me and asked how much longer we would be there. I said maybe about ten more minutes. He asked if we could watch his (large, black) bag while he quickly went to the bank nearby. I agreed, thinking we must look like trustworthy people. He quickly left the building, then I started hoping there wasn't a bomb in there. Then M returned. After several more minutes, M decided to go to the washroom. The man returned and thanked me and we exchanged some small talk about the blustery weather before he went back to his table.
And that ended up being my random act of kindness for that day!
You know husband M slipped out to the washroom on the night of the superbowl. He was at a friend's house and preparing to go home thinking the score was pretty much settled. Then the game turned around at the last minute and he comes out wondering what happened. It was kind of like in my story above. He would not have been much of a witness to the events.
