As a college student, I have grown accustomed to going out to buy food when I am hungry. Let’s face it. College students are often too stressed and tired to go grocery shopping, cook, and do the dishes just for one meal. On Wednesday, I decided that Panda Express would be the designated solution for the hunger that I was battling. I go to Panda Express pretty often since it’s close to my apartment and it’s quick. It was extremely hot that day, probably 90 degrees, or at least it felt like it.
As I was pulling up to the parking lot, I noticed a woman and a young girl sitting at one of the tables outside of Panda Express. They weren’t eating anything, just sitting. I parked and walked over to the entrance and the woman told me that they were very hungry but have no money. I observed them and they didn’t seem homeless to me. I know it is bad to judge people from the outside, but it seemed weird to me. They were wearing dresses and even their nails were painted. The young girl even had perfume or some type of fragrance on! I received a weird feeling about it, and wondered why they would ask a college student such as myself for food. Maybe they saw what I drove and thought I had money. I stopped thinking so much, and focused on doing what’s right. I do not know their circumstances and I had the resources to buy them food, so why not? I brought the girl in with me and told her to order whatever she wanted.
She thanked me. I watched her as she gazed at the options presented in front of her. She was able to choose things quite quickly as if she was a frequenter of this place. Then she did something that ticked me off. She wanted to get extra entrees on the side aside from the two 3-entree combos that she was already getting. I told her that she couldn’t because it was enough food already and after all, I AM a college student with a budget. She also replied with “Large” when the cashier asked her if she wanted a soda. I knew I said she could order whatever she wanted, but she seemed a bit too greedy. I wanted to gain a good feeling, but I felt like very used. Maybe she wanted to take advantage of this opportunity and order as much as she could, but she wasn’t being considerate. After all, I am eating at Panda Express with sweatpants on.
After she got her food, she went outside and back to the table where her mom was waiting for her. They didn’t speak another word to me after that. I couldn’t help but continue to watch them as I sat inside and ate my food. I had mixed feelings, a bad aftertaste in my mouth mixed with a jolly feeling in my heart for being kind.If the situation were to occur again, I would be willing to help them out if I had the extra money to. I just wouldn’t help these two again.
If someone was mean or rude in the beginning, I don’t think I would help them out. Approach is so important. The level of gratitude from this experience was definitely lacking, but it doesn’t affect the possibility of me being kind in a future event. I always get a good feeling after doing something kind, regardless of the outcome.
Side note: aside from being kind to others, a lot of us also tend to forget to be kind to ourselves too. A tad bit of kindness can mean so much in a world as cruel as ours.