Random Act Of Kindness

Guy approaches the bar around 1am, says to me, I’d like you to run my card for $100. Anybody comes up, wants a drink, use it towards that. But make sure you don’t tell anybody who it’s from.

I run his tab, hand it back to him. I almost ask him why he’s doing it, but I decide not to. Maybe just a random act of kindness.

So people come up, ask for a drink, I make it for them, set it down, and say, on the house. They look at me, surprised, then say,

Thank you.

From my heart to yours,

Clint Curtis. Bartender.

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