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I was 18 and had just moved to NYC by myself, trying to adjust to the lifestyle there (having come from a small town in the South). It was my first time using the train, and I had no idea how to buy a MetroCard.
So I’m standing there at the only working machine, with a line of people behind me, trying to buy a card. I was a little frantic because I knew people were waiting. People in the line started yelling at me to “Hurry up!” I started to get teary-eyed, which made me even more frantic.
Then, this guy stepped out of the line and told everyone to chill out. He came up, showed me step by step what to do, and paid for a 12-ride card for me. He patted me on the back and told me, “Next time someone yells at you, yell back, and they’ll leave you alone.”
At that moment, I didn’t feel so alone. Without his kindness and guidance, I probably wouldn’t have stayed up there and had all the great experiences I did. © Wiffle_Sn*** / Reddit
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I was late three days in a row, right in the middle of probation. I thought I was going to be fired. What I didn’t know is my coworker Jake had told HR I was helping him deal with a “family emergency” and vouched that I was working late hours off the books. It wasn’t true — he just knew I was struggling to keep it together after a breakup.
HR let it slide. I got promoted six months later. He never mentioned it until years after we both left the company.
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