How Much Is This Crap?
I stopped in for coffee as I do each day at 8:57am.
My friend Russ works behind the counter and always has a smile on his face. It’s funny, he wears a uniform and a red apron, working in a convenient store. Yet Russ has a better attitude than all the peeps who pull up in their Mercedes, Bluetooth jammed into their ear with important looks on their face.
Back to the story….
I was giving Russ my $1.39 for my 20 oz coffee when I looked over at the newspaper stand and asked “How much for this crap?”
Russ’ answer almost caused me to to have a full blown heart attack right on the spot.
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Linda Michel White
On January 10, 2010 at 12:26 am
Hi Sam,
I believe in Divine Inspiration, and when the student is ready, the teacher will appear. I’m 70 years old, and am through playing games, because I don’t have time for that. I’m a late bloomer, but that’s alright just so long as I don’t die on the vine. I want to die climbing!
I had never heard of you before, but your message sure struck a note even though I’m already retired. I feel like I’ve just been liberated. I’ve been disabled by several accidents, none of which were my fault. You made me realize the many things that I’ve given up doing because I’m led to believe that I can no longer do them without pain. Now I realize that I can either deal with the pain, or I can learn how to eliminate it. I’m going to choose the latter.
You have already made an impact on my life because I’m going to resume where I left off, except this time it will be without a job. Is that scary? You bet because Social Security doesn’t even pay the bills. Am I afraid? No, because I have a very strong faith in God, and I know that my needs will always be provided for. Notice, I didn’t say my wants, but my needs will be met.
Thank you for waking me up from what now seems like a living coma for the past three years. I’m going to pursue my dreams one day at a time, and I know that things will work out for me. You gave me the push that I needed. Now I’m going to start living once again.
Dena Meier
On March 5, 2010 at 8:29 am
What’s on my mind is how can I take my hobbies and offer value to others so that they will pay for that value? It has never been a question of will I survive? It’s been a question more of: Will I get to live the where, how, what, whom, and when of my bliss. I have hobbies that I greatly love and enjoy, have passion for. I need a way for this to benefit others so I can live my Saturday.
jj
On March 24, 2010 at 6:49 am
Im Fired Up!!!!! Fcuk the crap wase race !! Sam u the man!
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