Another real life incident, oh my!

I like to think that I'm a relatively decent person. I'm not the end all and be all of course, and I'm definately not a saint. But for some reason, this event is sticking out in my head more often than others.


So me and my two friends at the time, Christine and David, and my ex Jason were out, just driving around, we decided to go to Denny's to get something to eat. Naturally, I had to pay for it all since I was the only one with a job then, and we had this really cute waiter. He was gay, but.. he was still cute demmit! Anyways, across from us.. well, behind me and across from Christine and David, were a group of college students, probably out after a night of drinking and eating. They paid for their food without actually cashing it in, tip and all. It was a fifty dollar bill.

So they dared me to go get it, and usually I was the 'dare girl', the idiot who would just go out and do something without regard just to impress the people she's around. So I did it. And I put the money in my pocket and refused to give it up. So when the waiter came back to pick up the money, he looked around.. and he freaked. Everytime he said 'Oh my god' and 'someone help', I died a little inside, and I couldn't stand it.

So they wanted to put the extra money down as a tip to make it seem like we're doing him a favor, and knowing Christine and David, they wouldn't have done shit. They would have kept that money and kept walking, and LET me think that they let the man have his earnings. That's the way I felt about it. The man actually kept doing his job though, he kept serving and tried to put on a happy smile, but you could actually see that he was a little messed up because he think people bailed without paying.

I was doing myself in from a serious guilt trip, I couldn't even eat. They kept telling me to give them the money, and I just ignored them and forced whatever food I ate down, acted like I didn't even hear them. I sat there, and I saw him walk past towards the bathrooms, so I got up and said I needed to go. I followed the man right into the mens room, and said..

'Excuse me?'

And he said.. "Yes? You aren't supposed to be in here.."

It was cute, I pulled him into the stall and whispered to him, and I got all quiet because I know my ex followed a few minutes after to see where I was. Anyways, I explained to him what happened, told him what they wanted me to do and how they wanted it done. So I handed him the money over and told him that I am -so- sorry, and I couldn't go through with it. I think I was almost in tears that night. He thanked me constantly, not THAT way you freaks, but holding my hand and bowing and saying.. 'Thank you' every time he saw me, and I felt good.

Christine, David, and my ex were pissed, I know that. They gave me the dirtiest looks that entire night and refused to talk to me when we got in the car. I really didn't care.. I know I did the right thing, it felt right and it felt good.

As I said, I'm not the best person.. I might even wind up in hell eventually, but.. I needed to get that off of my chest. :)