Early Morning in Paris

Author Tarry Sinclaire

I was in a bakery in Paris, at some ridiculous time in the morning. I was trying to buy two baguettes, but read the price wrong and they had a minimum charge for using cards that was above what was actually on my card.

In my limited french I was trying to explain to the cashier that I could only take one, but it was busy and she was getting angry at the ridiculous English person in front of her.

An American gentleman took over and gave me an extra euro, and simply said “Don’t worry, I know what it’s like to be poor in the city”

It was a very simple gesture but I was so flustered (and hungry) that it meant the absolute world to me, and I don’t think I’ll ever forget that man and ever since then I have tried to pay forward when I come across people in the same situation.

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