I turned away, glad that I was finally done carrying out the customer's rather large order. I hadn't minded the manual labor, it had been a relief to break away from the boredom of just standing there in the store with nothing to do. The breath of fresh air, the sun on my face, that too was worth the effort of spending a good half hour helping the rather elderly customer get everything into their car.
"Wait. Wait!" I heard the customer call behind me.
I turned, in time to get a fistful of cash shoved into my hand.
"Here."
I blinked at it in surprise. "That's not necessary," I said with surprise. My job didn't do tips. I wasn't supposed to accept tips.
"I insist. I feel bad making you carry everything out by yourself."
"Really, it's no--" I tried to hand back the wad of money.
But the customer shook their head. "Take it. I insist. As thanks."
"Well...Okay. Thank you." I said sincerely. It really was the nicest thing I could have experienced today.
-Inspiration from encounter at work
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