The pump at the Texaco station would not accept my credit card.
So, I went inside to pay.
I saw this tiny lady behind the counter.
She just had to be 90 years old.
She was bent over and very wrinkled.
I felt badly for her because she still had to work on her feet all day.
When I got home, I told my wife about the little old lady.
She said, “Let’s look on the bright side. She had a reason to wake up each day and she got to meet new people and to make a little money.”
When I was leaving the station, the old lady wished me, “A good day!”
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