Yesterday I had an experience that perfectly sums up why I love living in the White Mountains, and it has nothing to do with hiking, camping, or kayaking.
I traveled the 45 minutes to my “local” supermarket for my weekly shopping trip. As I stood in line, there were four people ahead of me. The first, an elderly person, had just received her receipt, which came with a separate tape that printed out a coupon: “Spend $75 on your order and get $5 off.”
The lady turned to the person next to her in line. “Oh, why don’t you take this coupon and use it on your order? I’m just a single person living alone, and there is no way I can spend $75 on my shopping.”
The man was delighted. “Thanks!” he said. But when the cashier totaled his order, he was many dollars short of the $75 to benefit from the coupon. He certainly could have pocketed the coupon for use the following week. But instead, he turned to the person next to him, and said, “Here, maybe you can use this coupon.”
The scene repeated itself. The woman in line was delighted, but equally dismayed when her order also did not total $75 (I guess New Englanders are frugal food shoppers!). That’s when she left the coupon for me.
Amazingly, and what was probably the first time in my life in the history of my shopping at any supermarket, my total was much less than the required $75 purchase.
I wish I could say I am a saint . . . but frankly, under normal conditions, passing on the $5 coupon to someone else, especially a stranger, would simply not have crossed my mind. Normally I would have stowed it in my wallet for future use. But seeing this remarkable generosity and how good it made everyone feel about others and themselves was contagious. One good deed truly does lead to another, or as we say in Jewish thought, “mitzvah goreret mitzvah.” That’s worth more than $5.
I passed it on.
*Mentschlichkeit: a good, honorable and noble person who exudes integrity, decency and kindness