Skip to comments.Man overhears sad tale in diner, secretly pays for meal
Posted on 10/17/2013 12:50:23 PM PDT by Kartographer
While waiting tables tonight, a mother and daughter started crying mid-meal. I had no idea what happened until a single guy at the table next to them handed me this note with his bill. Faith in humanity, restored.
(Excerpt) Read more at reddit.com ...
MSN story here:
It’s Reddit. Wouldn’t surprise me if the story is a lie from start to finish.
I’ve done this. Homeless lady.
Let’s hope and pray that you are right. (sarc)
Diagnosed with what?
Could be the lastest scam.
Hey, I hope it’s a true story, but I really don’t trust Reddit.
I did this too.
Marine just back from Iraq.
It was fun!
Someone paid for a meal for me and some friends back in the mid 80’s. Was with my college roomate and his girlfriend on a spring break trip. Got stranded in DFW airport because of a snowstorm at home. Standing in line for the payphones, I recognized a famous guy right in front of us. Got his autograph and he talked to us for quite a while and we told him about our predicament. We were at the DFW Hyatt Regency and my buddy called his dad who said he would call the front desk and put a room and expenses on his credit card and we could pay him back. He said just eat at the hotel diner and charge it to the room. I think we had aobut 50 bucks between the three of us and this was before ATMs.
We got checked in and went to the diner for dinner where we saw the famous guy who asked if we were ok. Ate dinner and we asked the server to charge it to the room. She said ‘your check has already been paid by Mr. Greenwood’. That would be the “God Bless the USA” guy, Lee Greenwood. Unfortunately he had already left and we didn’t see him again after that to thank him. That was a pretty cool deal.
That is such a great movie.
God bless the USA.....and Lee Greenwood.
Chivers call it “RAK”- Random Act of Kindness
Thank you for posting. Haters gonna hate, ignore them.
After we were out of there, I realized the check out area was very close to the table we had. He had heard the conversation.
Good to hear the story, sorry for your loss.
Me and my wife went over to Phoenix a few years ago for a company party at was on a Thursday the next day I went over to the office meet a bunch of people I had talk to, but never met. Had lunch with some and then everyone knid of cleared out as they had been up late the night before at the party. I went back to the hotel and me and my wife decided that we would go out and see a bit of Phoenix. What a mistake it was AUGUST! We made it out to the Scotsdale Mall come when we come out it was to hot to breath! The cab of the truck was like a blast furnance. We went straight back to the hotel and down to the pool. We stayed down there until 9 or so and we were getting hungry, but didn’t want anything to much. So there was a Subway near by I went over and got us a sandwhich. While waiting there I notice a homeless lady sitting in a booth with her head down sleeping, just trying to escape the heat. I ordered a second meal and on my way out I placed it on the table beforth her and walked on out. The manager was standing outside smoking a cigerette and told me he had seen what I had done and that it was real nice.
When you give like this its not as much for the person its a balm for your own soul.
Why should it be a lie? Many people do things like this. I’ve seen it.
Unless maybe you wouldn’t...
What a great story. Thanks for posting.
It was a note from the president telling them that they are eligible to sign up for an exchange now that they have cancer./1/2 sarcasm tag
Did you ever see the original ending to that movie?
Both endings are great. One of the best movies I've ever seen.
Yes someone posted a link a couple months back.While I like the original the first one I thought was a bit over the top, but I think one that would have been somewhere in the middle between the two would have been GREAT!
Yes, true. I loved the ruffians coming back with their families and the Foreign Legion with the two riderless horses. The sheik could have been done better.
Let me tell you a story about Reddit.
A few years ago, a minority-type person posted a picture they said they took of a receipt in a restaurant that showed an entry by the waitress that was “racis.” The pic went viral, a few hundred people called the restaurant screaming about it, and the waitress was promptly fired. The damage was done, and the restaurant suffered as well.
Well, the story would have ended there, but the “victim” of the racism decided notoriety wasn’t enough and sued the restaurant for damages to her po lil’ self-esteem. In discovery, she could not produce the original receipt, so the Reddit picture was analyzed and it was determined to be a PhotoShop forgery. Ruined the waitress, and the restaurant, and Reddit was where the pic went viral.
As a result, I don’t trust a G** Damned thing I see posted on Reddit. Well, except for Tarder Sauce the Grumpy cat, but that’s because he’s been filmed elsewhere. As a result, I assume anything posted on Reddit is a lie, from start to finish.
You went to Phoenix in August? What were you thinking? Free food, free booze? Not enough in my estimation.
Someone did this for my husband and me a few weeks ago. There was no reason for it that we could figure. We were in a restaurant eating breakfast and when we asked for the bill, the waitress said someone had paid it. I have no idea who it was or why they did it. I am just grateful to be shown that act of random kindness.
It was a miserable place in the dead of winter. To make matters worse, the local intelligence services were hostile in the extreme. Constant harassment and aggressive approaches. Ever present surveillance, and dirty tricks. I was on the phone through the night with family members. Hours long, heart wrenching conversations, and funeral arrangements. From experience, I anticipated the phone bill would be in the thousands of dollars. Also, I knew the intelligence services were listening, and would most likely take advantage of the situation. Strangely, they kept their distance, and ceased their constant harassment.
Several days later, I checked out of the hotel. While at the front desk going over the bill, the manager kept nervously glancing at one of my "shadows" seated across the lobby, reading the paper. I noted the billing had omitted all of my international telephone charges, and brought it to the manager's attention. Thousands of dollars in phone calls. Again, he nervously glanced at the man across the lobby, and said to me "No charge. All is taken care of." I turned and looked at the man seated across the lobby as he slowly lowered his newspaper. He calmly smiled at me, and with a dismissive wave of his hand, he shook his head "no," and returned to reading his paper. I departed for the airport, with my benefactor close behind, where he remained right up to the boarding gate. He waved "goodbye."
I was on a flight from Phoenix to Little Rock during the Clinton administration. A Clinton supporter was asking me about him. Rather than state how much I despised the man I started spouting the most outrageous statements his defenders were saying. This included the possibility that Ken Starr might be controlled by aliens.
When the flight attendant came around to collect our drink tabs she let me know that someone else had paid my tab.
My favorite way of doing this, paying for someones meal. If I see a little old lady eating alone I get the ticket from the waiter and have him tell her its from a secret admirer.
My husband and I have done similar things- that like one poster here described as a balm for your soul.
We have also had things backfire on us in trying to do the right thing....
One time we were out to eat. We were at our favorite Mexican eatery, sat up at the bar. An old man- who looked homeless, sat down next to me. He ordered a beer- nothing else. So we asked him if he would like something to eat, it was on us. He turned to me and said, what makes you think I don’t have money to pay for my own food”? I was speechless. I never answered him. But he tried to tell me he had plenty of money- he was a songwriter back in the day for quite a few famous bands, blah blah. Hubby and I ate quickly, slammed down our Margaritas and left....
Another time- guy hanging out at a party store, looked homeless, husband gave him some money. Man was grateful, but another man who walked out behind husband said, he is here all day every day, collects money. The thing is- he has money- this guy knew him.
You write like a pro. If you aren’t, you should be. I’d pay good money to read more of that story.
I have to try that sometime. Crying my heart out in a fancy restaurant that I can’t afford.
Maybe they overheard you say something that made them smile.
Maybe you and your husband reminded them of someone they love, and they did it in their honor.
Or maybe they heard an answer to prayer in your words.
You’ll never know for sure why, but you must have touched them in some way.
Thanks! Wife has been pushing me to write my memoirs of the Cold War years “on the front lines of the long twilight struggle for freedom.”...hey I think I just came up with a title!
Would you trust something posted on freerepublic?
This is real, I swear.
I believe you. That guy is everywhere! Do you have one of him with an orangutang?
I loved your story too. Intriguing.
I wanted to replace his wheel chair but if I did that he would be at my door every day trying to get more. I posted on a local Expat site about how to do this anomalously. While I didn't get a good suggestions, I got offers of money to help buy the chair.
I figured out a way to get the chair to the Thai, bought it, and he is now using it. What is also amazing the 6 guys that chipped in all paid within a week, the 1st guy to get me the money was a Scot (who was in Scotland) and told his Thai Girl to bring me the money, and in less than 4 hours I was paid. I had to stop the guys from pledging money as it almost exceeded the cost of wheel chair.
I’ll keep a spot open on the bookshelf!
My wife works in a supermarket. People cover for other people, caught short, all the time. She says the good outweigh the bad, 10:1.
But then there is the EBT crowd.
NO one respects and honors a Soldier more than another....
Put that guy on an Obamacare poster.
Allen Ginsberg once paid for Patti Smith’s meal at an automat in NYC. They didn’t know each other yet.
Allen was saddened to learn that she wasn’t a “he”. She still laughs about it to this day.
This reminds me of the time, several years ago, when my sons and I went to Chilies restaurant on a Saturday afternoon. We were seated at a booth. We had just gotten our food (the fajitas are great when you get a good batch), when a couple and a little kid were seated at a booth right next to us. I glanced over, and had to take a double take. Was that who I thought it was? Then the man laughed, and that was the conformation, we are having lunch with Justice Clarence Thomas!
I had, for several years, had my oldest son watch Justice Thomas whenever he would make speeches on C-Span. I would explain to him that this was a good strong man. After a few years, my son started to inform me when Justice Thomas was on TV. His intelligence and down to earth demeanor always inspired us.
I leaned over to my son, as he was gobbling down his nachos and asked him if he recognized who was at the next table. His eyes grew wide and glassy, his face turned red and he said its its its.. And I said thats right, isnt it fun living in Fairfax Virginia? My son didnt eat much after that. Well we were almost finished, and the table was cleaned and we were waiting for the check. I knew that this was it, and I had to say something. I turned toward his table and said Justice Thomas. He looked over at me, with a look of surprise, and I then said When are you going to convince your associates to actually read the Constitution, and enforce the 10th amendment?. There was a seconds pause, where you get to reflect about what a fool you are potentially creating of yourself. And then it happened, Justice Thomas laughed, that big resounding laugh. I made Clarence Thomas laugh, how cool is that?
We talked for a few moments. For some reason the subject of C-Span came up. Justice Thomas related how he was watching C-Span that morning, and how this crabby woman called, and was complaining about how the government should be doing all of these things like health care and saving the environment, etcetera. After the woman was done with her tirade, the moderator of the show told the woman that she should call here congressperson and senators. The moderator then asked the woman who her representatives are. And the woman did not know! We all had a good laugh over this. About that time, their food came, so we shook hands, and bid them goodbye. I told the boys to meet me at the front of the restaurant in a few moments, as I swung around to the kitchen area, and told the waiter I wanted to pay the tab and tip for the booth next to us. The transaction was processed, and we left. As we walked to the car, my son asked me what I had done while they were waiting for me. I said I just bought lunch for Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas. Thus I went up several points in my cool dad status that day.
After a couple of hours, I went back to the restaurant and asked the waiter what had happened after we left. He said Justice Thomas was at a loss for words when told that someone had paid for their lunch. The waiter said he just kept on repeating Thank you, Thank you over and over again.
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