Credit it to a 2-week hiatus from work, I did not have small change to give to the bus fare collector. Confident that they have change for a thousand pesos, I proceeded to paying. This was when I was rejected - the bus collector said I should have told them while we were in the terminal. He had one pending payment of the same denomination. He wouldn't have enough change for another one.
Starting to panic, I searched my bag. I found 10 pesos, that is it. What should I do? I do not want the people to think I am free-loader - I need to pay. I searched my bag again (good God give me a miracle) but there was really nothing there.
A soft tap on my arm led me to look at my seatmate, who was then holding out fifty pesos. "Here take it. Pay for somebody else when you have the chance. Pay it forward!" My mini-miracle! I paid and gave her the change plus the coins I got from my bag. When I got off the bus, I thanked her again. :)
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These are the good things that make your day, no matter how small the gestures are. I walked to Glorietta from EDSA and got snacks for two. Gave one to the taxi driver who drove me to work. Kuya, with a smile on his face, was hesitant to get it.
"Buy one, take one po ba sa McDonalds?" I told him it was a good day. Told him the story.
When we got to the office building, he waived and smiled. I guess the positive vibes have been shared.
I hope you have an amazing day!
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