OK, so I don't know if this is the proper place for this or what. And this will be longwinded and shit. Fuck you, I'm allowed to pull the occasional Princess Kate.
So, oddly enough, I had a Bizarro World Christmas season this year. All my presents, all the family visits, all the random love, all the shit i bought for myself happened throughout the month, but NOTHING happened for me Christmas Day.
Meanwhile, on the more personal side, while I'm doing a decent job of maintaining, i still have niggling bills from when my wife and I lived together that are still giving me grief. One of which is the phone bill, which, for me, should be only $40, but, long drama story short, I'm paying her side of this shit too, she has a Blackberry with a full data plan, our bill's about $180 a month. Lame.
So, I had sorta fallen behind on this bill, the payment plan I had set up, i missed my last payment by a day, and Verizon decided to suspend the account this morning. I get one of those annoying phone calls while at work trying to shake down the past due amount. As it is, I gotta get my landlord sorted out for rent this week and next. Can handle it, but having to pay $250 would put me deep in the hole. Still, I sucked it up, set up the post dated check over the phone, and start stressing about where food's coming from this week. I'm taking this phone call in the breakroom, and while they're processing it, this tiny little old lady who works on the other side of my building walks over and slips me a note: "Not to intrude, but if you need it, I'll give you the $250." After Im done on the phone, we start talking. I'm from Jersey, random money from white folks sets off my spider-sense.
Turns out, she's 100% SERIOUS. She's an older lady, bunch of kids in college, couple of grand kids, in way better financial state than me. "I've got it, you need it. Come back to my desk."
She writes me a check, and just makes me promise "Eventually, God will present a way for you to pay this forward. Just take the opportunity when it comes."
I gave her a hug. At the bare minimum, I still owe her a baked good of some kind. Mostly, I'm just kinda shell shocked at someone being that blindly generous.
It's a minor one, but for me, that's the closest thing to a Christmas miracle I've ever experienced.