Random Acts of Kindness

Good Deed of the Day
Today was a rare DONKAH (day off, no kids at home). I generally only get to have these when I work the weekend before or after--in this case, I am on call for 24 hrs this Saturday. So after loading the big girls onto the school bus and shuttling Amelia off to daycare, I decided to hit Chick-Fil-A for breakfast. Spying a ridiculously long line, I parked and went in. I figured I could enjoy my fruit and chicken while plotting my Game Plan for the day (which I meticulously planned to the minute, in typical Type A fashion). Good people eat at Chick-Fil-A. Maybe it's because the founder is Christian and keeps his restaurants closed on Sundays, so people who are Christian think it's a better place to eat because of this? Who knows? But today, the good patrons of Chick-Fil-A were shining bright.

Three guys in their early 20s (young whippersnappers) apparently had car trouble--well, in this case, truck trouble. It was a full-size truck, and in the parking lot, where space is already at a premium and the drive-thru line wrapped around the building, this truck was very inconveniently perched. It was also chilly and pouring down rain. One guy was steering, and the other two were pushing, without much luck. A man sitting at a table near me leapt up from his seat and went outside in the rain to help. A guy in the drive-thru line got out from the passenger side of his car and helped. In no time, the struggling trio had successfully moved the big truck into a parking place, with the help of two generous strangers. The inside patron came back in, dripping wet, and sat back down with his dining companion as though this had been no big deal. But I thought it was a big deal--a random act of kindness, well-placed in this season of giving.

You've probably heard this diddy singing the praises of Chick-Fil-A, but just in case, here it is:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NsJHqstPuNo