It just feels SO good inside.
Not to toot our own horn, but every month for the last four years, Stuff Etc selects a local organization at each location to raise money for. At the end of the month, we give 100% of all donations collected to that charity. One weekend a month, we center the sale around collecting donations while offering a discount.
To me. Personally. Being involved with that … it feels good.
The customer giving a dollar to get a discount; it feels good.
Presenting the check at the end of the month; it feels good.
Seeing the faces of who we present it to; that feels Ah – Mazing!
Knowing how grateful they are for every bit of help, every dollar, every cent; knowing we are helping the organization, helping the people they help; it feels AWESOME!
Today we had the opportunity to partner with a new group, 100 Grannies.
This group is organizing an effort to Ban the (plastic) Bag. On Sunday, they will be hosting a rally in downtown Iowa City to raise awareness and support for the Ban. They are asking community members to bring their plastic bags to the rally which they will tie together to create HUGE chain around the University of Iowa pedestrian mall to demonstrate the amount of waste generated by plastic bags (read more about that here ). All the bags will then be recycled and each participant will receive a fabric recycle bag donated from area businesses (while supplies last).
Stuff Etc has opted to donate 100 of our recycle bags. We are very proud to be a part of this movement and partner with our friends at 100 Grannies! We encourage you to join them in their efforts this Sunday and moving forward.
One last thought before we part for the weekend …
In August, I blogged about a random act of kindness (seen here), that really affected me emotionally. Last week, I met a friend for a drink after work. My ticket came to $5.85. I gave our waitress a $20 bill and told her to keep it (not something I normally do since living on the Dave Ramsey plan, if you know what I mean). She questioned me like I must have read my ticket wrong. I assured her the it was indeed her change to keep. She thanked me numerous times, all the while with tears in her eyes.
This was just a $14 tip and the poor thing welled up with tears.
I too welled up with tears.
And it felt good.