One evening, I was at the station buying ticket to get home. I had just enough coins in my backpack to afford it.
Then the machine ate some of my money, without counting it! And I started searching my pockets for the last vital few cents. I couldn't find it.
I finally said to myself out loud, "Damn, where am I going to find money right now?" "Big brother can help you." I heard behind me.
I turned around and there was a homeless guy stretching out his arm with money. I thank him but I felt like wanted to cry.
And they say there's no such thing as everyday acts of kindness.
