Chuck, you did NOT…! Obviously, Ned would have to kill him again, so I don’t believe this misleading line “Hi, Dad.” It makes no sense unless Ned is in it too. She only had half a minute! What? wHAT?

  • (A young girl that is about 14 years old walks in. She gets some looks from our other patrons, as she has bright purple hair, multiple piercings, a leather jacket, and ripped jeans. It is freezing outside and she has a scowl on her face that makes me nervous.)

  • Me:

    “Hello, welcome to [coffee shop]. How may I help you?”

  • Young Girl:

    “I’ll take five of the largest black coffees you have, and ten of your ham and cheese sandwiches.”

  • Me:

    “Okay, will that be all?”

  • Young Girl:

    “Yeah.”

  • Me:

    “Your total is [price].”

  • (To my surprise, she pulls out a $100 bill. I am suspicious, and I check to make sure it’s real. It checks out, and I give her a bag with her sandwiches.)

  • Me:

    “Here is your change. Your coffee will be ready in a moment.”

  • (I keep an eye on her as she stands around glaring at anyone who looks at her. I see her looking at the tip jar. When I hand her the coffees, she asks me about it.)

  • Young Girl:

    “Your tip jar says that the money goes to you guys. Are any of you in college?”

  • Me:

    “Yes, I’m going to Rochester Institute of Technology. A few others are in college as well.”

  • Young Girl:

    “Good for you.”

  • (She pulls out the change I gave her and a few more $20 dollar bills. She crams then in the jar and salutes me jokingly before walking out. I am stunned, and chase after her. I find her on the street corner talking to some homeless people and handing out the sandwiches and coffee.)

  • Me:

    “Excuse me!”

  • Young Girl:

    “I’m sorry, did I forget something?”

  • Me:

    “No, but you just tipped us over $100 dollars. You’re also giving away a lot of food.”

  • Young Girl:

    “Yeah, my dad is crazy rich. I feel like I can do more if I actually interact with people instead of signing a check to a charity. Every Friday I gather anyone I see who needs a good meal, and buy it for them.” *she smiles brightly* “I may be young, but I can make a difference. I usually hand out flyers for homeless shelters or soup kitchens, too.”

  • (Without another word, she walks off silently. I didn’t stop smiling for the rest of the week. It goes to show you that appearances aren’t everything!)