tonight at a football game my faith in humanity was somewhat restored. Towards the end of the night a couple I had been talking to was taking their final pictures before leaving when the man surprised his wife by telling her they won the 50/50 raffle that rounded out to be around $22,000. The women (who later I found out her name was Lisa) burst into tears and was freaking out like anyone would. She starts to cry even harder and I lean over to hug her and she begins to tell me why she’s so upset, her son Anthony who was 18, passed away earlier this year and tonight they spread his ashes on the field in his memory. We stood there for a while and I hugged her as she cried, and when the clocked came to 0, we parted out ways so she could go get her prize money, and my brother and I could start to head out. Before we got to far, I heard my name being shouted and I turned around to find Lisa calling after me, she grabbed my hands and put acouple bills inside and told me to enjoy the rest of my night with Austin and to take him out to dinner “Anthony’s treat”, we both thanked her very much and headed out the doors when I looked down, she had given us $100 which was way more then what we needed and unnecessary. I couldn’t help but tear up at the random and very much appreciated act of kindness. Wherever you are Lisa I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your generosity.
my actual vocabulary in real life consists mostly of
- (weird noises)
- what the hell
- i’m going to kill you
- fuck you