Pay it Forward

What a difference a day makes...Monday was nuts... off to therapy, then to the gym, then by Ebony's then by Jennn's then to groceries then to Chris'.... etc.. (this is sounding a bit like Jenni's post..) Tuesday, on my way to work got stopped on the road right next to what I'm assuming was a drug bust. (I dunno, there was a van in the middle of the road, a guy in handcuffs who didn't seem to bright and the cops were plain clothes...so just an assumption.)
But then yesterday. Got clearance from the doc to only go to therapy once a week as long as I'm going to the gym (less stress on the wallet!) And recognized that there were some things yesterday on the to-do list that just weren't going to get done. I crossed off those extra things without guilt and did what I could. So I'm standing in the never ending line at the post office waiting to pick up my package, where of course there is only one teller (and 4 other empty windows for tellers..) and there's a woman a few people back who just needs one stamp. She has fifty cents, but alas, in the renovation, they've removed the stamp machine so she must stand in the horribly long line for one stamp. The gentleman in front of me picks up his package, and then proceeds to buy one stamp. I, of course, being a student of human behavior, picked up on this and watched to see what would happen. The woman was 2 people behind me. As the gentleman walked away and I stepped up to the window, he leaned across the divider and slid the stamp to the woman with a smile and a nod. I live in Jersey City. Things like this don't happen. You're more likely to see the scene I witnessed at the drive through at Dunkin this morning, where an irate customer, angry at having to sit in the drive through lane for more than 2 minutes honked her horn to alert the woman at the window, demanded napkins and snatched them out of the worker's hands. All while sitting in her comfortable Lexus.
Joey downloaded Switchfoot's new album for me from itunes, and I'm beginning to think that perhaps the American Dream that I've been striving for should look a little more like yesterday's experience and less like today's... Thoughts?