So I'm in the coffee shop today just about to place my order for my pomegranate-blueberry foo-foo latte thingy, when the guy ahead of me stops right in the middle of placing his order and bolts for the door. I see him dash across the street almost -but ah - not quite!! in time to keep the meter man from ticketing his car. He was arguing and pleading with the man, but obviously getting nowhere. In order to ring up my drink, the barrista had to first void out his order. She was having considerable difficulty doing this so I said "don't void that order, the guy's having a bad day- put his coffee on my bill." I figured he was sure to be back in a minute or two, he'd be in a horrible mood but this would be somewhat alleviated when much to his surprise the barrista would tell him that some stranger had already paid for his coffee. By then I'd be long gone, leaving a little sunshine & good karma in my wake. Unfortunately, parking-ticket man never returned to the coffee shop. Somehow, the barrista got confused and put the coffee of the guy who was behind me on my card. The guy behind me was blind. He thinks I'm crazy, starts thrusting money back at me. Oh, great I thought - now he's probably upset because he thinks some strange, stupid woman has bought him coffee as some sort of sympathetic gesture because of his disability. Whatever the case, he doesn't seem to happy with me. The whole mix-up is holding up the line as I try to straighten everything out, going back and forth between the barrista and the man I just accidentally bought coffee for. The folks waiting in line, of course, were getting grumpy. :grumpy: Moral of the story? I'm not sure there is one. But I'm $3.25 poorer. And I am thinking that I will probably stay out of the good deeds business for the rest of the day.