Claim: Shoppers buy food for a woman who was embarrassed over using a welfare card at a grocery store.
Example:[Collected via e-mail, July 2008]
'Some people!' snorted a man standing behind me in the long line at the grocery store.
'You would think the manager would pay attention and open another line,' said a woman.
I looked to the front of the line to see what the hold up was and saw a well-dressed, young woman trying to get the machine to accept her credit card. No matter how many times she swiped it, the machine kept rejecting it.
'It's one of them welfare card things. Damn people need to get a job like everyone else,' said the man standing behind me.
The young woman turned around to see who had made the comment.
'It was me,' he said, pointing to himself.
The young lady's face began to change expression. Almost in tears, she dropped the welfare card onto the counter and quickly walked out of the store. Everyone in the checkout line watched as she began running to her car. Never looking back, she got in and drove away.
After developing cancer in 1977 and having had to use food stamps, I had learned never to judge anyone without knowing the circumstances of their life. This turned out to be the case today.
Several minutes later a young man walked into the store. He went up to the cashier and asked if she had seen the woman. After describing her, the cashier told him that she had run out of the store, got into her car, and drove away.
'Why would she do that?' asked the man. Everyone in the line looked around at the fellow who had made the statement.
'I made a stupid comment about the welfare card she was using. Something I shouldn't have said. I'm sorry,' said the man.
'Well, that's bad, real bad, in fact. Her brother was killed in Afghanistan two years ago. He had three young children and she has taken on that responsibility. She's twenty years old, single, and now has three children to support,' he said in a very firm voice.
'I'm really truly sorry. I didn't know,' he replied, shaking both his hands about.
The young man asked, 'Are these paid for?' pointing to the shopping cart full of groceries.
'It wouldn't take her card,' the clerk told him.
'Do you know where she lives?' asked the man who had made the comment.
'Yes, she goes to our church.'
'Excuse me,' he said as he made his way to the front of the line. He pulled out his wallet, took out his credit card and told the cashier, 'Please use my card. PLEASE!' The clerk took his credit card and began to ring up the young woman's groceries.
Hold on,' said the gentleman. He walked back to his shopping cart and began loading his own groceries onto the belt to be included. 'Come on people. We got three kids to help raise!' he told everyone in line.
Everyone began to place their groceries onto the fast moving belt. A few customers began bagging the food and placing it into separate carts. 'Go back and get two big turkeys,' yelled a heavyset woman, as she looked at the man.
'NO,' yelled the man. Everyone stopped dead in their tracks. The entire store became quiet for several seconds. 'Four turkeys,' yelled the man. Everyone began laughing and went back to work.
When all was said and done, the man paid a total of $1,646.57 for the groceries. He then walked over to the side, pulled out his check book, and began writing a check using the bags of dog food piled near the front of the store for a writing surface. He turned around and handed the check to the young man. 'She will need a freezer and a few other things as well,' he told the man.
The young man looked at the check and said, 'This is really very generous of you.'
'No,' said the man. 'Her brother was the generous one.'
Everyone in the store had been observing the odd commotion and began to clap. And I drove home that day feeling very American.
Origins: We first encountered this story (which has since come to us bearing such titles as "Never Judge," "Never Judge Anyone," "And We Have Problems?," and "Think Before We Speak") in May 2008. Its actual name is "The Generous One" and it was penned by Roger Dean Kiser in 2007 and appeared in his 2008 self-published collection of stories Helping Our Fellowman.
Confirming or debunking the tale is difficult given that we've yet to be able to contact its author and it lacks any contextual clues: The account does not identify anyone by name, nor does it include any details about when or where the incident might have happened. The most that can be gleaned from the text in that regard is that the described incident purportedly took place in an unnamed grocery store in an unknown town sometime within the last several years.
A few things in the story do give pause, however. The embarrassed woman's situation comes to light only because a few minutes after she flees
the establishment, for no explained reason a man who knows not only the details of her life's circumstances but also where she lives (a detail key to the plot, if the groceries and a generous check are to be delivered to her) fortuitously comes bursting into the store looking for her.
Also unexplained is how the misjudged 20-year-old woman ended up having custody of her deceased brother's three children. While that could happen (almost anything is within the realm of possibility, after all), we're left wondering why the children's mother is not in the picture and why she is not taking care of her youngsters. Why has the task of raising three children instead fallen to her sister-in-law, a girl barely past her teens? Is neither set of grandparents available to help out?
A single parent in the U.S. Armed Forces about to deploy overseas has to show that provisions have been made for the care of his or her children while away, which is done by filing a family care plan with his or her unit. This plan designates a guardian with power of attorney for that soldier's children, describes financial arrangements for their care, and includes a will.
Given the lack of checkable details plus some underlying questions with the tale's plot, at this point we're marking the story as "Undetermined," but we wouldn't be at all surprised if it turned out to be a work of fiction. Which is not to say the piece doesn't serve to make a valid point about the folly of making snap judgments about people, or that those who take inspiration from it are wrong to do so. The ability of a story to cause people to examine their own hearts and possibly change behaviors on the basis of what they find isn't dependent on the story's being a faithful account of an actual incident; all that matters is that it move the person towards a more charitable outlook.