It was just spilled tea. But when a pregnant waitress accidentally stained my husband’s jeans, he publicly humiliated her, saying women like her shouldn’t be working.
She stood there shaking, apologizing. I quietly slipped her $50 and told her she deserved better.
A week later, there was a knock at our door.
The waitress stood there… beside my husband’s boss.
“George,” she said calmly, “this is my daughter, Evelyn.”
His boss had heard everything. She didn’t yell — she simply reminded him that once, he had been the one given patience and support to grow.
Then she thanked me for showing kindness.
Before leaving, she told him, “You’re lucky to have her. You don’t deserve her — but you’re lucky.”
That day, my husband learned something important: respect and empathy matter — and karma never forgets.
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