I recently read a story about a man who was a waiter at a restaurant who one night complained about the limited tips he received for the day. On his way home that cold night, he passed a homeless lady who appeared to be cold as she lay on the street next to a building. The gentleman thought it inhumane to pass the woman by who appeared to be cold. He stopped and stooped down to ask the lady if he could help her in any way. Her only response was, “Please give me your socks.” The man quickly took off his socks and placed them on her feet. As others passed on the street, they commended the man for such a wonderful act of love. The waiter felt horrible that he had been complaining about his poor tips for the day, while a poor woman only asked for his dirty and stinky socks.