The old man looked at the young customer standing in front of him. He was standing there, with the payment in his outstretched hand. This was a familiar moment for the vendor, a scene that had repeated itself thousands of time in his life, but for some reason, he felt the script was a little different today.
He had faced many customers over the years. Some were talkative,and some were quiet. Some were rich, and others were richer. No matter how they were, they all had one thing in common. They all had an aura around them, a vibe that they were better than him, and be was a lowly vendor who was beneath them. He never understood why they had to be so rude, but it happened so often that he grew accustomed to it.
However, right now, it was different. The young man gave off no such aura, and the old vendor felt something he hadn’t felt in a long, long time coming from the man in front of him- politeness. He didn’t speak much, but the old man was happy to encounter such a person.
“The world needs more people like you.”, the vendor said with a smile, while receiving the payment. “God looks after good people like you. May he bless you with success.”
“Thank you. I hope he hears you.”, the young atheist replied with a smile, and walked away.
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