Back in the days when some pocket change could buy you a nice bowl full of ice cream, a young boy sat at the counter of a diner.
He spent a long time looking through the menu, the problem was it was one of those menus that showed the names and pictures of what you could order, but not any of the prices.
So he waited patiently for a long time and tapped the arm of the waitress as she passed by his chair. The waitress sighed and turned to him, it was a busy Saturday afternoon and she had a ton of order slips to take to the kitchen and now here was yet another thing to worry about.
“Excuse me ma’am,” said the boy, “how much does the ice cream sundae cost?”
“Fifty cents,” said the waitress.
The waitress couldn’t believe her bad luck, she was stuck watching this boy slowly count out pennies and nickels while time was ticking by. The longer she spent not getting orders to her customers, her real customers that is, the less tip money she would make.
Finally the boy turned back to her with a disappointed look on his face.
PLAIN ICE CREAM
“Um, how much is a bowl of plain ice cream?” asked the boy.
“Thirty five cents,” she replied as she folded her arms and tapped her foot on the floor. She wasn’t even going to try and hide her impatience anymore. But to her disbelief the boy turned away and started to count out the coins again!
After going through all the change once more the boy turned back to her. “Can I have the plain ice cream please?” he said as he held out a handful of change.
The waitress took the change without another word and when she came back she made sure to plop the bowl of ice cream down and walk away fast, in case he decided to take up any more of her time.
NEXT TO THE EMPTY BOWL
A while later the waitress came back to pick up the empty bowl. The boy was gone so now she could wipe down the counter and clear the way for better customers.
But what she seen when she picked up the bowl brought tears to her eyes.
There on the counter next to where the bowl had been were two nickels and five pennies. You see, the boy had enough change in his pocket for a fancy ice cream sundae after all. But he gave up the sundae and ordered the bowl of plain ice cream instead, so that he could leave her a tip.
Makes you think doesn’t it? It sure made the waitress think anyway, standing there with the coins in her hand. It wasn’t much but those coins changed her life, and from that day on she made sure to treat everyone with kindness…no matter how busy or stressed out she was.