During our fifteen minute beak from class, I stood in line to purchase my baked doritoes. I waited for the guy (let’s call him Bob) ahead of me to make his purchase and then handed the cashier a five dollar bill. She gave me change. As the cash changed hands a quarter slipped through my hands and fell to the floor. Bob turns around, adjusts his diet coke under his arm, bends down and picks it up. Just as I’m about to smile, say “thanks!” and outstretch my hand for the departed change, he pockets it and walks away.
It reminded me of a three year old girl at a friends home who walked up to a little boy playing with his toy cars and snatched two out of his hands. When scolded she looked at her mother bewildered “But.. its good to share!”
Young, or old, people can be quite perplexing.
** To Clarify: though one may want to assume he thought *he* had dropped it, in this case, it was not so. 1) he was quite a distance away when it fell 2) As he walked away he glanced back looked at me and grinned.