One of the things that struck me last night was a conversation that happened in line at the bar. I was behind a man in line when a girl casually cut in front of me. Being a gentleman, the man asked the girl if she planned to buy me a drink. He told her that you shouldn't cut in front of some one in line unless you plan to buy them a drink. I had never heard that before but I thought it sounded fair. She replied to both of us, holding up her debit card, that she only had enough money in her account to buy one drink. I felt kind of bad for her after that. I guess the guy in front of me did too, so he offered to buy her drink. But when she told him what she wanted, he said he couldn't afford that. He had to withdraw his offer.
This experience made me realize how lucky I am. I think I have so many friends with good jobs and savings and such that I forget that we're not the norm. I forget to appreciate how lucky I am that I can walk into a club and buy drinks. I take these things for granted and I appreciated the reminder of that last night - so I won't take it for granted anymore.