Sometimes something happens that restores my faith in humanity.
I was at Jamba Juice today and discovered, after placing my order, that I had left my wallet at home. (This is what I get for going out and *exercising* -- good gawd -- I end up leaving my wallet in my fanny pack).
I'm about to turn away and the girl at the counter says, "Don't worry about it-- It's on the house."
What a wonderful world.
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