Last night I stopped at the convenience store on Montrose and Westheimer after the bar closed. My girlfriend was driving as I was pretty buzzed. I was standing in line behind a stranger and his date at the window they use for after-hours purchases and it came up that I was finishing off my 40th birthday. He asked me to prove it by showing him my driver's license. When I did, he opened his wallet, handed me two crisp twenty dollar bills and said "Happy Birthday." I tried to give them back, but he insisted. Thank you, stranger. That was very cool.
I think he missed typing "t" in "his date at the window...". I had the same thought at the beginning too but it just doesn't make any sense.
If a stranger (on Montrose and Westeimer...................) offered to give me $40, well suffice to say, I would be a little creeped out.
Not to mention that that Diamond Shamrock is notorious for being very shady after dark. They use the "after-hours" window anytime after 10 due to all the stuff that has happened there. I'm not one to get skiddish, but even I try to avoid that particular one.
Holy Kindness of Strangers Batman! That's a great story. Everytime my I feel my faith in humanity is down people will surprise you. I was reading an article this morning about the flooding in Fargo and one family who is going on vacation has left their keys and alarm security code with their church to put up anyone who has been displaced by the flooding. I find stuff like that pretty amazing. Happy Late Birthday too! You weren't kidding when you said you were old.. Just giving you a hard time I'm close behind you.
After what happened last night, I think Batman should count his lucky stars that you're the only one giving him a "hard time", ya savvy?
