A Kind Story That Prove a Little Sympathy Goes a Long Way

One day while working at a fast food restaurant, a lady left her Louis Vuitton bag on a table. “I waited about 20 minutes,” the narrator recalled, “but she had already left.” Acting promptly, I placed it in the lost and found without peeking inside. A month later, my manager asked if I wanted the bag

Curious, I retrieved it and found only a piece of paper inside.

It turned out to be a receipt for the bag.

I decided to keep it,

using it to carry my belongings.

“That purse helped me appear

polished in many job interviews.”

I still have the bag, a reminder

of my humble beginnings

and a motivation to give back

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