Here’s an idea for those unfortunately working on Christmas Â Eve and or Christmas Â Day; spend a few bucks, fill a sack with goodies and turn your patient’s frowns upside down when they get an unexpected Â gift from the last people they expected one from.
When you give a little you get a lot!
She reached into her purse, dug deep and found what she was looking for.
â€œYouâ€™ve been very nice, I want you to have this.â€
I looked around, made sure nobody was looking and conspiratorially took her offering.
â€œI really shouldnâ€™t, weâ€™re not supposed to take gifts.â€
â€œYou deserve it,â€ she said, then went to sit next to her ninety-three year old sister, who we had just brought in. Another sister stood nearby, watching everything. We had just left their house, the one they had lived in since birth. Their father built the place, in the North End, back when the family garden took up two lots. Now, those fertile fields are filled with more houses, and more people, most of whom donâ€™t give â€œthe old ladiesâ€ the time of day.
â€œMake sure you give some to the other man,â€ she said. â€œHe was nice too.â€
Back in the truck we split up the bounty. There were five altogether, I took three and gave John two. Rank has its privileges.