I have never asked, and I think I put up a thread here, about a time I was in line at the Del Taco (WAY better than Taco Bell, BTW)
I got up to the window to pay, and was told the lady in front of me saw my Marine Corps license plate and paid my bill.
>>I got up to the window to pay, and was told the lady in front of me saw my Marine Corps license plate and paid my bill.
Now that’s cool! I’ve done that on occasion when the opportunity presents itself, and it feels good. But it’s rare when the stars align just right. Last time I can remember was while waiting for a flight, and a fellow was in uniform with his huge duffel bag in tow, waiting like me. I briefly spoke to him and thanked him for his service, at which time he indicated he was headed home after a stint in one of the muzzie wars (my term, not his). When he went into the little magazine store that was by the terminal I accosted him at the cash register and made sure his money was no good. It’s fun to be in a position to do that, but the logistics and finances aren’t always in alignment. :)
Thank you for your service!