Eight years ago, I was a young bride on my wedding day. I had just finished with my hair and makeup and had to pick up my groom's tux (a nightmare in itself!). The tux had still not arrived (three hours before the ceremony--eek!) and I was beginning to have some serious hunger pangs. My bridesmaids had all headed to the church and I went into my local Chick-fil-A for a bite to eat. I ordered some nuggets and went to pay for my meal.
I opened my purse and panic set in. I had no wallet. I had only my jewelry for my wedding. Here I was, all alone, in my jeans and white monogrammed button down, with a veil on my head, and had no money to pay for my lunch on my wedding day. Crocodile tears filled my eyes and the sweet, sweet cashier told me to not worry, she would take care of it. She wished me well and told me to enjoy my day and my meal.
That was the most satisfying meal I've ever had (and, the only thing I had eaten that day). I've never felt such love, compassion, and kindness from a total stranger.
Thank you, Chick-fil-A for your graciousness, your commitment to your employees and patrons. It does not go unnoticed, nor unappreciated.