Actually to be honest, I can't remember when this event in my life ocurred, but I like to think it's perfect for today, a Xmas-y story for Xmas.
Many years ago, I arranged with some dude online to sell one of my old PS3 games to him.
I remember the game being decent-ish. Nothing spectacular, hence why I was eager to quickly sell it off.
We were supposed to meet at 630PM at the train station.
I was there on time.
I got a text from him, "Sorry! I'll be late!"
I replied, "Fine."
I was already annoyed.
I rolled my eyes.
I sat down and let out a sigh of exasperation.
5 minutes didn't even pass and I texted him back, "Are you reaching?"
He replied, "Yes!"
Me being me, I continued to be annoyed.
At 645PM, he finally arrived.
What I thought was going to be an adult dude turned out to be this chubby little kid.
He had a light-blue shirt on which was too big for him.
He wore old-school sandals with velcro.
He had a sling bag on which reached all the way to his knees.
I was like two heads taller than him.
He skipped over towards me like a happy little worker who just got off work.
He looked really glad to see me.
We made the transaction. When I handed him the game, his eyes lit up. He had a huge smile on his face.
"Thank you!" he exclaimed.
And off he went. He hurried back towards the direction he came from. It was obvious he wanted to quickly take the same bus home so he can boot up the game.
I went off.
Then another text from him arrived.
"Thank you!!!!!!" it read.
I replied, "No problem."
It's funny how your little, everyday ocurrences in life, most of which are riddled with minor annoyances can be a huge event for others.
I wish I could go back in time and just give the game to him altogether.
Don't lose your spark kid. Don't lose your joy for the little things.
P.S. The game was Infamous 2 on the PS3.