Do you ever find yourself living through a never-ending workday? One of those days where it seems like the clock just freezes and drags? If you’re anything like most of us, then you definitely have. It doesn’t matter whether you love your job or you hate it, at one point or another we always find ourselves itching to leave behind the daily grind.
Maybe you have plans for a romantic evening with your spouse; maybe you just can’t wait to snuggle and hide in your bed. Whatever the case, all I’m saying is at the end of the day, we work so we can live. But what happens when, as you’re about to walk through the door and head home, a customer decides to walk in?
Some people would immediately start to seethe, annoyance evident in their voice. Others may try to pass off the duty, directing the customer towards a co-worker— or even right back out the door!
In case you were wondering, this story is pretty much the opposite of that. This is a story about a man who decided to stay. A man who had no idea of the impact this one random moment would ultimately have on the rest of his life…
The story was originally posted to Not Always Right in August 2017, where it received over 2,000 votes (similar to Facebook likes). Although the original story was written in text, the entire tale has been illustrated into an eye-catching comic. So, without further ado, here it is:
If you’re more the poetry type, a Not Always Right commenter also portrayed this touching story in the form of poem:
Inner city studio; photographer is closing
In walks a woman and her kid: “I hope we’re not imposing!”
The kid is sick, that much is clear, and all our hearts are aching
Photographer’s is bursting too; now photos he is taking
She’s well behaved, she falls asleep, she feels no longer pretty
But leave the girl just as she is, there’s no need here for pity
She sits astride a unicorn and when the shoot is done
Asks mum “How many bucks is that?” and OP says “Not one.”
The good deed’s done and out of mind, until six months have passed
And girl now has a head of fuzz, her health’s improving fast
The money’s once again refused, and in exasperation
The final gesture tried by mum: a dinner invitation
You won’t get back those hundred eighty minutes that you spent
But since you took those photos seven years have came and went
You’ve got a brand-new family now, I wonder if that’s fate?
The end result was clearly worth a few hours staying late.
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