Rude Cashier Belittled Me for Being Old and Poor – A Moment Later, Karma Struck Back & My Life Changed Forever

Not long ago, a trip to the supermarket became life-changing for me. The cashier was extremely rude, perhaps judging me by my appearance. This encounter taught me an important life lesson.

My name is Margaret, but most call me Maggie. I went to the supermarket to buy a bun. Living alone since my family abandoned me, small joys like this matter.

At the checkout, I realized I had lost my two dollars. Desperately searching for coins, the cashier snapped, “Hurry up, old lady. If you can’t afford it, don’t waste our time.”

Feeling humiliated, I was about to leave when karma struck. The cashier, in her haste, knocked over a stack of cans. Flustered, she slipped and fell, causing a scene.

A kind stranger, who had witnessed the whole scene, offered to pay for my bun. His kindness was a reminder that empathy and understanding can profoundly impact someone’s life.

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