I was standing in line at the grocery store today and I was able to witness one of those great nice person stories 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 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, said, “Let me get that, ma’am.”
“No, no, that’s okay,” she said.
“I insist,” he replied.