Kindness at the Met

Ok, so I haven't been to the Met quite this many times, but I've been a good few. Yesterday when we visited, we were on our way in and Aaron spotted a Met token on the ground. Just as he proudly and discreetly scooped it up, a guard approached and said sternly: "Ah-hem, that trick ain't gonna work guys..." Eek. We'd been caught. Were we going to be kicked out? Banned from the museum? Apparently, no. The guard added with a smile and a wink: "You'll need one each if you're going to sneak through", and handed us his. It made our day.

A little different to the scene we watched from the bus the other day: A girl was walking with her boyfriend into the Apple Store, and a bill fell from her pocket without her knowing. Immediately a passer by grabbed it, went to hand it to her, but then checked to see if anyone was looking before stashing it in his own pocket and scooting away. We looked on from the bus window, open-mouthed and helpless. I hope it was just a dollar.