I was at Sam’s club today (never again will I choose to go on a Saturday haha) with the intention of getting a rotisserie chicken and like two other items. I pull up to the chicken area and see a line of people and no chickens. I hear it’ll be another ten minutes so I get in the line.

First I was happy to see peoples respecting the line. But as the chickens came out it became clear it was going to be real dicey that I was even going to get one. I was the second to last in line, with an older gentleman behind me.

Chickens come out and the line starts moving with people taking their chickens, some taking two. I had been chatting with the lady in front of me. As we got up to the chickens, I overheard her quietly tell her husband they needed three but to just take two. This meant I could take the last one! Then after that, I saw someone that had taken two walk back to put one back - so the last gentleman in line could get one as well.

Honestly it was so nice to experience that. No one outwardly said anything or made a big deal about their choices - they just acted kindly and thoughtfully. It made me feel warm all day.