I hate going to Walmart. I really hate going to the "east side Walmart" after dark, but last night required a 10 pm run after a day full of church activities for things my baby girl needed for daycare. Had all my shopping done and realized I left my wallet in the truck. On my way back into the store I'm approached by a gal that gives me a sob story about how nobody will help her and her old man beats on her and she needs money for a bus that leaves at 1 am.
I think it's odd, but have a soft spot in my heart and think maybe God caused me to leave my wallet in my truck that allowed my path to cross with this woman.
Long story short, I fact check her story and pull up the Greyhound website. Yep no scheduled bus departures from Lubbock to San Antonio at 1 am. Actually the bus station isn't even open.
She wasn't real appreciative I checked her story.....got a little belligerent after that. Turns out she had a car in the parking lot, parked right behind me.
I think it's odd, but have a soft spot in my heart and think maybe God caused me to leave my wallet in my truck that allowed my path to cross with this woman.
Long story short, I fact check her story and pull up the Greyhound website. Yep no scheduled bus departures from Lubbock to San Antonio at 1 am. Actually the bus station isn't even open.
She wasn't real appreciative I checked her story.....got a little belligerent after that. Turns out she had a car in the parking lot, parked right behind me.
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