August 19th, 2016
A couple of months ago while Da Baby was getting his haircut on a mid-morning Sunday, Da Keiki wanted go next door to da McDonald's playground at Moanalua Shopping Center. While we were walking there, she asked for a smoothie from Jamba Juice and me being da 'economist' really didn't feel like dropping $7 for a smoothie. I told her dat we could pick one up at McDonald's aftah she pau play since we had gift cards.
Aftah Da Baby was pau with his haircut, I asked Da Wife to get two smoothies for da rugrats and she came back empty handed.
BL: No more smoothie's? (was thinking morning time they don't serve it)
Da Wife: They're only taking cash right now.
BL: Heh? Wassup Wit Dat!
Da Wife: They said their machines are down and only taking cash.
BL: So no gift cards or credit cards?
Da Wife: Nothing but cash.
Since we manage our expenses - as well as rack up da points - via credit cards, cash isn't something we always have on hand and having dropped tip to da stylist, we didn't have enough to buy one let alone two smoothies.
A few minutes latah, an 'intimidating' lady tapped Da Wife's shoulder and I couldn't help but immediately notice da tat's on her arms and a skull on her motorcycle club vest. She gently placed two small smoothie's on our table and began to leave. We immediately offered her our gift card to which she politely refused and aftah thanking her repeatedly and trying to get da monkeys to come down, she left. We nevah look hobo (was wearing a puka-less shirt) so I can't imagine her thinking we couldn't afford it but seeing dat Da Wife entered da playground could probably assume we had keiki.
Once da monkeys took their final laps, they were excited to have smoothies waiting for them. We explained to them wat just happened and Da Keiki asked wea da lady was to thank her to which we further explained that da lady just wanted to help and be kind then left.
On our way out, I was spocking out da parking lot (hoping) for bikes and noticed a gang of them in da parking lot. Once we recognized da lady was still hea, we gave da gift card to Da Keiki and she walked ovah with Da Baby to thank her personally. Her reply, "you're welcome Sweetie."
Let's be real. Most of us already have a perceived idea of 'biker gangs' and it generally involves a mixture of rude, mean and dangerous type of people. Skulls, tattoo's and loud bikes don't help soften da notion so having an 'out of character' moment, was a lesson we couldn't let pass. Maybe cause Da Keiki already has been exposed to tat's and bikes (via me), it wasn't as intimidating to her but it was a touching moment to see da exchange between Da Keiki and da lady.
She rode with da Combat Veterans Association (CVA) and I wanted to give a shout out to them and say Mahalo for showing true colors and da spirit of Aloha!
I didn't ask for a name but upon retrospect, I'm glad I didn't because I think it emphasized a complete random act of kindness from a stranger and once you know a 'name', you no longer are strangers.