Thanks. It’s nice to know that there’s good people out there

Tonight I popped to the cash point around the corner and I was guilty of not really paying attention. I pressed “Cash” and requested £20. Then, when the card popped out, I walked off. I’d completely forgotten to take the money out.

My phone was in my hand, I wasn’t paying attention and I was about to get back in the car when someone at the cashpoint shouted me.

Thank you Sir. There’s not enough people like you. I could’ve been well on my way and half-way down the road. You could’ve had a free 20 quid to spend on your evening, but no – you chose to tell me.

Things like that are proper nice, and it balances out some of the crap stuff that happens. So yay to nice people, everywhere.