Sometimes...

Sometimes people are so nice that you just have to cry.

The other day at work, a ridiculously silly situation happened, and I ended up losing a $50 gift card. Kim wasn't home, so I had to tell Kirk. I was dying. I told him, he was nice about it, but I was still dying. I drove home on the verge of tears. I texted Kim about it when I got home, and she didn't respond for the longest time. All these thoughts are racing around in my head that they're going to fire me, and that they'll never trust me again. By the time I go to bed, I'm still an emotional wreck. Right as I'm about to fall asleep, Kim texted me. "Megan, it's okay. It was just a mistake, don't worry about it. We'll figure it out." And I started bawling because she was so nice about it. Why? I'm not really sure. But sometimes you just have to cry.