I have a story to tell . . .
I was at a drive-up window for lunch. I see the women in front of me drop a coin between her car and the window. The next thing I notice is the women "throwing" more coins on the ground.
It's my turn at the window. The fast food employee tells me my change is $2.70. Jokingly I ask her if I should throw the change on the ground like the lady before me. She smiles and tells me there is a story to that. The other lady dropped a dime and the employee told her that her granddaughter comes everyday to pick up the coins. Once the other lady knew about the granddaughter, she through her returned coins on the ground.
I was told 8 year old, Evelyn (the granddaughter) doesn't spend the change she picks up. She puts it all in her piggy bank. At the end of the story, I'm handed my $2.70. I immediately drop my change on the ground. The employee was telling me how excited her granddaughter would be. She even had to tell the employee behind her to look at the coins that were for her granddaughter.
I hope that both the grandmother and granddaughter had a great day. Now I may drop my change every time I visit there.
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