A few weeks ago a friend of mine posted something to Facebook and it caught my attention.
Here it is:
Well, it was just one of those things I couldn’t ignore. I know this person, who has dealt with all sorts of horrible in the last year, and just took two seconds to make this person’s day better. I had to share it.
Now, as expected, it did get a lot of attention. Mostly good, but some bad. I mean, there is always that one asshole.
And there were a few people who brought up some valid points, and did it without sounding like the soulless trash above.
But, at the end of it all, someone was able to take a breath and realize that it’s not that bad, and probably make a stranger’s day. I thought that was amazing and worth sharing.
Then… Something wonderful happened. People started sharing similar acts of kindness.
Like this one:
And this one:
And there were even people who just prepare themselves to help another human out.
(And by the way, one of the comments mentioned how in need these items really are.)
Some people got hugs in return for kindness:
Some people got a few bucks, even if they didn’t want them:
Someone got a little redemption from a bad experience:
And a few people remembered some people they’ve lost along the way:
(Can we all raise one for Don and Victor?)
But story after story was coming in.
Some people just got a hi and good luck, but the stew probably meant more to the recipient than we may know:
But at the end of it, I realized that no matter what people think, no matter how some people will talk down to us, and no matter how bad our problems may be, being a part of the service industry is one big, dysfunctional, respectful and caring family.
And it was clear that it’s not just the coworkers, sometimes customers surprise us with their good deeds, and sometimes they become part of that family too. But at the end of it, someone really summed it up for me: