
A Meal Fit for a Heathen


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While picking up a new customer’s notebook, I absentmindedly cleaned my glasses with my shirt sleeve. When I delivered the notebook the next evening, that sweet old lady had bought me a microfiber cloth to clean my glasses. It’s little acts of kindness like this that keep me from losing all hope with people.
I rarely eat take-out; this was the first time in over a year. On the second bite, I bit into a long piece of metal that appears to be from a scrubber pad.