I was with my brother-in-law in his vehicle when the traffic light went red and so we stopped. The windows were open since we were having engine trouble (the Starex overheated twice this morning). And so this lady peasant with her child approached us since we’re an easy target because our windows were open. I took the liberty of giving my spare change to the lady since my b-i-l never failed to give alms whenever someone approached us during traffic.
And so I went on with the traveling scenario until I reached the point where I have to take the bus to the office. The fare increased from 10 pesos to 10.50 pesos and it’s quite a drag to produce fifty cents (especially for me since the jeepney fare came to an exact 8 pesos from 7.50) and that the conductor wasn’t smart enough to prepare tons and tons of fifty cents for the passengers.
I paid 20 pesos and to my surprise the conductor gave me a change of four 1 peso coins, one 5 peso coin, two 25 cent coins and the extra 10 peso coin.
Yes! Amazing. I paid only 50 cents for my fare.
But then the guilt started to rush in. I was having second thoughts on returning the change.
What if this is the karma that I should be getting from giving alms to that lady? I guess not since this is illegally obtained and the my conscience (yes, I do have one I think) is telling me to return it. But then it’s too late. I went out of the bus hoping I could dispatch this 10 peso coin.
What a dilemma for such a small amount.
So the coin is here in my desk. I’d be leaving it here up until some monstrous money-hoarder person takes it.
And, that’s all for this morning. Thanks.
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You should keep it, Tannix. It’s not your fault. Maybe it’s karma’s way of repaying you for giving alms to the poor beggar. Bait!