3rd kindness: garbage woman walking

This afternoon Sir Sampson and I took a leisurely stroll. What better time to practice good deeding than this? I grabbed a Publix bag (ok, Ralphs) and picked up litter as Sam trotted beside me. At one point he snatched the makeshift garbage and tore off running – I sprinted behind him yelling, “Sampson, come on! That’s my good deed! Sampson!” An old man walking towards me shook his head, grumbled a few shucks and damnations, and changed direction. 

My rating: normally a 4, but old man’s shaming and Sampson’s obvious need for another training class boost me to a 5. 

Happy Friday!