2018 #boss , #cheap , #food , #job , #money , #morals , #prejudice 0 Comments

I was talking to my sister Angel the other day, and she told me her and our dad went out to eat.

The bill was $21.50.

She waited in the car while Dad paid for their meals.

When Dad got in the car he said, “It only cost us fifty cents to eat.”

“What do you mean?” Angel asked.

“The black kid only took fifty cents from me. He was too distracted by his co-workers to have noticed his mistake.”

“Dad, the cash register is going to be short if you don’t go back in there and give him the $21.00 that we still owe.”

…Well, apparently our dad didn’t think much of it, because he didn’t go back in and make it right.

My sister ended up fretting over it all night long.

It really bothered her, and it bothered me too when she told me.

My one big thought regarding this matter was:

The kid is black and people are prejudice. His boss or co-workers might think he stole the $21.00 when his register comes up short when really he didn’t.

I hate to think that way, but truth is truth.

…So what would you do in this situation?

Would you blow it off? If the kid gets into trouble or fired, it must be karma, right?

Or would you go back there and pay the $21.00?

The next morning, as Angel was driving her and our dad to Trader’s World, she stopped by that restaurant, spoke to the manager, told him what happened, and gave him the $21.00.

I’m so proud of her.

She told our dad that was the right thing to do, and he offered to pay her back.

That is all.

I love my dad.

I do.

But I also know how he is, and I believe his life would be a lot better if he’d do the right thing.

…Yeah, they could have gotten away with paying only fifty cents for two meals, but is it worth possibly ruining someone’s reputation, work history, and life?

I don’t think so.

But that’s just me.

I’m no saint, though.