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~*PAYING IT FORWARD: THE $4 TALE*~
I mow and clean houses for people in addition to my profession to help fund my college experience. Yesterday I was on the way to mow a woman’s yard. Right before I got there she let me know that her brother was still asleep, so I told her I would run some errands and come back later. I had $4 in quarters and decided to cut across to the interstate and head back home, gather up some change and go grocery shopping. However, the $4 in change I planned to use for coffee, which I really couldn’t afford to do.
As I headed for the interstate I saw a young man on the corner with a sign. “Passing through, anything will help.” I thought to myself wow, I’m considering drinking coffee and he’s considering where his next meal will come from. I gave him the $4 and went home, gathered my change and went to the store. The groceries cost all but $4 of the money I had. After I dropped them off at home I went to mow the girl’s yard.
A series of unsatisfactory events occurred. The mower was broken and I butchered the yard because of it. The girl’s mother has been struggling with self-hate recently and was overly upset with me about the state of the lawn, not knowing that the mower was to blame. I had put some rugs in the washer before I left and the daughter hadn’t noticed them until a week later when they were mildewed.
By the time I left her house I was in a foul mood. Rarely are days so full of challenging relationships, and it made me feel bad about myself. This caused me to shift into a negative state of mind. I was going to visit my nephew and thought, ‘I am going to take this last $4 and get coffee’, kind of like a reward for having such a bad day. I headed to the coffee shop drive~thru. It’s one of those shops that don’t tell you how much anything costs until you get to the window, so I ordered and hoped my $4 would be enough.
As I was sitting there I observed the car in front of me. It was a college-age girl with a license plate holder that hailed a local baseball team. In my horrible mood I was thinking to myself that she probably only likes sports because she thinks she has to, or because everyone else likes it. My city is home to a famous college football team, so I see sports images and clothing everywhere.
Sports is not my thing. I think deep inside I have a negative view of it because of a belief that people shouldn’t waste their precious time on Earth getting lost in games and mindless distractions. On a good day I know this to be an absolute lie. Even the most spiritual people, way beyond my level of comprehension, like sports…the Dalai Lama is a great example. That’s the purpose of life on Earth, to live and enjoy it whatever that means to you. It is these false ideas that come out when we are not in alignment with who we really are inside.
I realized I was having a bad day and put on some of my favourite music, which began to calm me down. I looked at the girl in her side mirror and thought, maybe she has loved sports since she could walk. Maybe it was her dream to go to every game or even be a member of women’s league. Maybe it’s what she lives for, and who am I to judge that?!?
Her order was up, a tiny little coffee. She gave the woman her card and I thought, wow, she’s a college student like me, probably as broke as I am, but she gets a tiny little coffee and I’m getting the largest one I can(‘t) afford. I started thinking about frugality, feeling a bit ashamed as I drove to the window.
The woman handed me my drink and I asked how much I owed.
“Four dollars,” she said, “but don’t worry about it. The girl in front of you paid for yours.”