today we didn't get the usual pie because my brother already had lunch, so i decided to get 4 slices for my father and myself. Victor (the owner) looked very busy so he asked his assistant (i think it's his son. he might be around 15 years old) to put 4 slices in a box and charge me the money. I gave him a $20 and i got back $14.25 and went out.
When i got to my grandmother's home, i took the change out and counted it again. If you do the math, I was charged for around $1.40 a slice. I remembered clearly that they charge $2.25 a slice. I was supposed to get back $11 instead of $14.25.
So I told my dad this and he asked me if i should give some of the money back to them. I said "i don't know, should i?"
He said that i should because it's honesty.
Then he said if you should give back money that isn't rightfully yours, but if it is then hold onto it and fight for it! haha
After leaving my grandma's, I had to get my mom a slice because she said she wanted one. So i went back to Vic's and asked him how much does it cost for 1 slice. he said $2.25. I then explained to him how his assistant might have under charged me. I gave him back the change and told him to charge me as if i gave him $20 bucks and ordered 5 slices. When i got back the correct change and he gave me pizza, he said "Thank you."
It was one of those very genuine "thank you"s. After hearing those words and seeing the expression on his face, i felt good for doing the right thing. I wish i could explain what i felt in detail, but all i can say is that the feeling of doing a good deed is a reward in itself.
