The Little Things

Yesterday, I was coming home around 9.00 in the evening, and I stopped at a petrol station.  I was tired and thirsty, so I decided to get a fountain drink as a little treat.  (Fountain drinks taste so much better than their bottled equivalents!)  So I went in the shop and got my drink, then went to the counter to pay, and the guy behind the til said, "Is that it for you?"  I said, "Yes."  He said, "Well then, how about, on the house tonight?"  I looked up (I'd been digging through my bag to find my purse) and I could feel my face light up!  I said, "Well, that's very kind of you!  Thank you!  Merry Christmas!" and left the shop.  But my grin lasted for HOURS!  Completely disproportionate to the small kindness offered.  I know that soda pop is just about the cheapest stuff on the planet, and they make an enormously ridiculous profit on them, but . . . that didn't matter.  It had made my day to get that drink free.