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Is Kindness For Sale?
I helped to take care of his brother before he died, and he didn’t give me enough.
Listening to a male complaining about his unpaid acts of kindness.
“I took care of his brother,” he lamented. “I was there for him when he was sick, and everyone ignored him.”
“So, you have a kind heart. Good for you,” his friend complimented him.
Nodding in disappointment, he continued his ranting, “his brother died, and he came down from the US to bury him. I helped him with all of the funeral arrangements and went to the funeral too, and all he gave me was $20 US dollars.”
“You think he should have given you more?” His friend asks.
“Hell yes!” catapulted from his rage faster than bullets from a submachine gun in WWII.
“So how much was your kindness worth?”
“About $1000 US. I help bathe his brother. I cooked for him and cleaned up, too. I bought food for him and washed his clothes too. I was his nursemaid for many weeks before he died,” he recalls.
“So, your kindness was for sale. Did you let him or his brother know that?”
Shock held him for a moment, then he said in protest, “he should have given me more money. He knew all of what I did for…
