I Defended a Cashier from an Entitled Customer – Days Later, Her Colleague Brought Me to Tears

In that instant, I could see my wallet sitting on the kitchen counter where I’d dropped it after buying gas earlier.

Heat flushed up my neck.

A cashier at the nearby register, a guy I recognized from other nights, glanced over.

His name tag said “Luis.”

“Everything okay?” he called.

“I, uh…forgot my wallet,” I said, trying to laugh it off while my stomach twisted. “I’m so sorry. I’ll just void this and put everything back.”

I started lifting bags off the tiny metal scale, already mentally mapping the store so I could return everything to its exact spot, like that would somehow make up for existing.

Luis walked over before I could finish.

“Hang on,” he said.

He checked the screen, then looked at my bags.

Without making it dramatic, he pulled out his wallet, took out a card, and slid it into the reader.

“No,” I blurted.

“No, please don’t do that. I can come back tomorrow. Really.”

His coworker at the main register frowned over.

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