“Excuse me!”, he said, as I was leaving the US Air check-in counter at the Charlotte Airport a few minutes ago.
As he approached from the next counter over, pointing to the ground, “Are these your sunglasses?”
“YES!”, I exclaimed. “Thank you very much.”
Thinking my sincere reply was enough to express gratitude, I began walking away. Three steps into the departure I turned around, went back over to his counter and said, “You have no idea how important these inexpensive and scratched up sunglasses are to me.”
He felt good, I felt good.
He did it to me and I paid him back.
