Last night I was really touched by a random act of kindness.
I was waiting for a meeting and sitting in the hall for a class to come out of a room so that I could go in for my meeting. I always smile and talk to everyone because I know how it is to be working and someone is in your way, or if someone is rude to you for no reason. So I smiled and talked to this janitor for a while.
On his third pass, he comes up to me and hands me a can of soda. He thinks I need it more than he does.
This gentleman has a long night of work ahead of him and he insists I take his soda. I didn't see him again that night after he left me that time.
Now, I like to think I didn't look so horrible he needed to pity me, but I've been unemployed essentially since October, so I don't know how he knew I might need a pick me up of a cheery can of soda. But it really touched me.
This past year I've felt really betrayed by a lot of people: people who I've worked for and gave 200% of my time, effort and money, people who I've lived with and shared a lot of my life with and whom I had trusted, people who I've known from my academic program and respected and inherently trusted, people who I've known in student groups that made me love the group, but then caused me to be hurt by the same thing I used to love.
When I got hurt this October and lost my job, and my family was also hurt and suffering, it was never the "Christians" I knew, or the ultra religious people, but the atheists and non-religious people that reached out to me, even if I haven't heard from them in months or years. I don't expect people to reach out to others when they are hurting, but when it has happened this always have been people I don't expect. Basically, people like this janitor.
I don't know why I put all of my faith and trust in the wrong people. I don't know why I expect people to do the right thing. I don't know why I think people I'm not related to should care about me at all. However - when moments like this happen, these random acts of kindness and connection, it always renews my trust and makes me want to put my trust in others.
I hope all of you have a moment like this. It hasn't healed my burns yet, but it's a nice emollient. I'm getting there...
I was waiting for a meeting and sitting in the hall for a class to come out of a room so that I could go in for my meeting. I always smile and talk to everyone because I know how it is to be working and someone is in your way, or if someone is rude to you for no reason. So I smiled and talked to this janitor for a while.
On his third pass, he comes up to me and hands me a can of soda. He thinks I need it more than he does.
This gentleman has a long night of work ahead of him and he insists I take his soda. I didn't see him again that night after he left me that time.
Now, I like to think I didn't look so horrible he needed to pity me, but I've been unemployed essentially since October, so I don't know how he knew I might need a pick me up of a cheery can of soda. But it really touched me.
This past year I've felt really betrayed by a lot of people: people who I've worked for and gave 200% of my time, effort and money, people who I've lived with and shared a lot of my life with and whom I had trusted, people who I've known from my academic program and respected and inherently trusted, people who I've known in student groups that made me love the group, but then caused me to be hurt by the same thing I used to love.
When I got hurt this October and lost my job, and my family was also hurt and suffering, it was never the "Christians" I knew, or the ultra religious people, but the atheists and non-religious people that reached out to me, even if I haven't heard from them in months or years. I don't expect people to reach out to others when they are hurting, but when it has happened this always have been people I don't expect. Basically, people like this janitor.
I don't know why I put all of my faith and trust in the wrong people. I don't know why I expect people to do the right thing. I don't know why I think people I'm not related to should care about me at all. However - when moments like this happen, these random acts of kindness and connection, it always renews my trust and makes me want to put my trust in others.
I hope all of you have a moment like this. It hasn't healed my burns yet, but it's a nice emollient. I'm getting there...
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I need more english in my life