Paying it forward for a cup of water

Just on the other side of my apartment complex there is a group of enterprising 8 year old girls.  As I took out the trash they ran up on me and asked if I wanted to buy a cup of water.  I had just come off a mildly frustrating painting session and didn’t feel like being bothered and so I offered to buy tomorrow provided they were outside.  And to top it off, they're out there in this dreary overcast weather, nowhere near hot enough and my first thought was 'they are seriously wasting their time'. But as went back inside and shut the door it hit me like a steel chair, these girls are in the same boat as me; they’re offering a service, they have a product, and nobody is really of a mind to buy.  Yet and still they out here hustlin' like a sonovabitch.  I had to respect that. Seriously what kind of asshole would I be to deny them the experience of owning a service stand.  Soooo not wanting to be that guy, I went out and bought a cup.  Those smiles man.

Their parents were happy too.  Clapping and cheering, telling me I made their kids' day.  I don't care for capitalism in any form, but I'm not gonna sit there and discourage ANYONE from their goal.  Buying that water didn't get me a job or a payday, it didn't get me a gallery opening or a girlfriend, but fuck if I didn't walk away feeling good about myself. Feeling...human.

I guess what I'm trying to say with this rant is that a little bit of encouragement and acknowledge of one's actions and efforts can go quite a ways for both parties.  Keep on rockin' little rockers.