Young, Dumb and Random Acts of Kindness

Ok, not bike related, but this is a story I have to tell. Chelsey, one of my employees, came in to the coffee shop on her day off. With a computer in one hand and a look of determination, you could tell she was on a mission. With Chelsey you never really know what to expect and it changes rapidly from day to day. Her goals range from promoting a I Want to Hold Your Hand Festival for world peace all the way to adopting an 8 year old to travel the world with. So when she came in and said she had to desperately get to Florida by tomorrow, I didn’t get to excited. I figured she was just on another life changing mission that would soon pass. Next thing I know she was on the phone getting all her shifts covered. Once that was done, she had to figure out how to get to Florida with only $50. Yeah, 50 dollars. As she’s ranting about how important it is for her to get to Florida, a customer sitting behind a computer joins in and offers to buy her a plane ticket. Ten-minute’s later; Chelsey has a plan ticket to Florida leaving the next day. All the lady asked, was for Chelsey to pass on the good deed to someone else later in life when she could afford it. So now Chelsey has a plane ticket and all her shifts covered and was set to leave in the morning. Still in shock, she went home and I didn’t see here until the next morning. When she came in, there was a look of embarrassment and all she said was “I’m not going.” I was like, “What! What do you mean you’re not going?” Turns out she owes a bunch of money to her parents and they strongly disagreed with her missing work. All this time I held back from asking what was so important in Florida figuring it was a family emergency or something. Turns out she wanted to go to an Indian Reservation for a Beastie Boys concert. All I could do was shake my head and reminisce about the days when seeing a concert was considered an emergency.