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You can tell because the product answers OP's question.

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I had a lady sneak me in before my dad's surgery, in some area with no visitation. He was terrified as well, I think.

There's some real ones out there. It's so inhuman to let bureaucracy stand in the way of decency.

Thanks for your story.

They taught us this in lifeguard training. Proper CPR is exhausting.

How do you play now?

My brother told me, many years ago "if you can do something nice for someone for a buck, you probably oughta just do it."

I didn't learn much from him, but that was a good one.

In my second ever job, lawn care, a client wanted to give me a Christmas gift of some cash. I had a personal connection--I worked closely with their son in my first job.

I hadn't been offered a gift yet at work, and it felt wrong for some reason--I was young and naive. He insisted many times, and I refused.

When it was over, he seemed hurt, and he treated me in a less friendly way afterwards.

So that was how I learned the lesson. When someone wants to give you a gift, you accept it graciously. It's your duty.

My problem is, I feel bad if I don't put the gift to good use.

What kind of truck you got?

I see them every day.

A lot of them I only see because I have "showdead" turned on.

I worked at a YMCA as a young man, and I once bought a pair of shoes for a kid who was embarrassed of theirs.

It didn't go as well as I thought it would--her mom was embarrassed and then out-did me--but it still felt really good to give them.

So for anyone reading, it can feel as good to give a kindness as to receive one. Don't shy!

> it can feel as good to give a kindness as to receive one

True - I love giving gifts and helping people more than receiving them or getting help. But it's still awkward/uncomfortable to receive help.

> her mom was embarrassed and then out-did me

Out-did you how? Did she buy better shoes for the kid? Or did she give you a gift?

Yeah, she took the kid and let her pick out her favorite pair.

I had picked for her, and I'm not a girl. I think the new ones had lights.

I will say the kid cried happy tears and thanked me and beamed all day long the first day. She was 8.

You did great.