Cookies and Compassion
A woman who goes into a cafe one morning to have a cup of coffee. Sheâ€™s glad that she brought her bag of cookies along with her. She gets a newspaper, sits down, and starts enjoying the morning. Reading the paper. Picking up a cookie and eating it. Having a sip of coffee. Thereâ€™s a guy at the counter next to her doing the same thing: having a cup of coffee, reading the paper. He reaches over and takes one of her cookies out of the bag, and she thinks, â€œThatâ€™s kind of strangeâ€”he didnâ€™t even ask.â€ She takes another cookie, and soon he takes another cookie too. They donâ€™t say anything to each other; they just keep reading their papers. Now sheâ€™s getÂting kind of annoyed because she really wanted to enjoy her bag of cookies, but every time she takes one, he also takes one shortly afterwards. Sheâ€™s getÂting more and more annoyed; she canâ€™t believe he doesnâ€™t even say anything. She canâ€™t say anything at this point either, itâ€™s actually become too weird.
Finally it gets down to only one cookie left, and he quite casually, while still not looking up from his newspaper, breaks the cookie in half, eats half, and gently pushes the remaining half toward her. Sheâ€™s totally enraged at this point and canâ€™t believe somebody could do such a thing. She eats the remaining half cookie, finishes her coffee, throws down the newspaper and leaves the cafe. She gets in her car, reaches in her purse for her glasses, and thereâ€™s a bag of cookies there. The same kind she was just eating, in an unopened bag! Sheâ€™s stunned. Her angry mind totally dissolves and she feels completely silly that, not only was she getting upset about this guy eating her cookies, but she was eating his cookies! And he was even so kind as to split the last one with her!