Nice People At Wal-Mart

I was standing in line at Wally World today and I was able to witness people-niceness first hand.
A little (like 4 foot 8) lady was checking out. Her last item scanned was a rotisserie chicken. She handed the cashier her money, it was counted and the cashier said, “I’m sorry, this isn’t quite enough.” Before even the words, “I’m sorry, I won’t be able to get it,” came out of her mouth, the man next to her in line (a very big guy who looked like a mature Sinbad) said, “Let me get that, ma’am.”
“No, no, that’s okay,” she said.
“I insist,” he replied.
The chicken was purchased, the lady looked up with great big tears in her eyes and said, “Thank you.” She kissed him on the arm (which was about as high as her kiss could get). 
She left and the rest of us in line felt the rush of those nice, prickly feelings you get when you see something truly good. Then, he turned to the cashier and said, “I’m just glad something like that didn’t happen yesterday. I got my unemployment check today.”

Wow. DOUBLE cool.