Random Acts Of Niceness
Random Acts Of Niceness - Don't Get Me Started!
I don't know if I'd call them random acts of kindness like everyone else but I recently had a couple experiences that really made me start to think about all of the just general niceness that was taught me by my parents and that seem to boggle people's minds when it comes their way. Let's face it, it's easy to be evil but (like comedy) sometimes niceness can be hard (okay boys, simmer down). Random acts of niceness - Don't Get Me Started!
Last week I was rushing to the airport in Long Beach to return the rental car and run to the gate in time to get on my flight. Now I'm someone who is always at least seventeen hours early for everything (apparently including a career in the show business) but be that as it may, I got there with a short half hour to spare before boarding the plane. I was sweaty (for all the wrong reasons) and just had time to go to the restroom, think of Larry Craig and not tap my foot before they started the boarding process. I was one of the first people on the plane. Soon after I got seated, I saw this woman in her sixties (at least) shlepping down the aisle with a carry on roller bag that was nominated for "most unlikely to fit in an overhead bin." As she approached, I automatically stood up and asked if I could put her bag up for her. A bit dumbfounded, she stared at me and nodded and after wrestling a bit I managed to get her bag in the bin. She moved into her row (which ended up being across from me) and she seemed unsure of herself. (Almost like a dog that has to circle several times before laying down) Finally, she looked over at me and said, "I can't thank you enough for getting that bag up for me. I just don't expect people to do things like that. I'm in such a happy mood now I don't know what to do with myself!" She finally settled in and we took off. I won't lie, I put my headset on and watched some Direct TV on the seat back in front of me because A) they were showing reruns of Project Runway and B) I had had a not so great day myself and really didn't want to deal with a chatty Cathy all the way to Vegas. After landing in Vegas I took her bag down for her and she told me that it was one of the nicest things anyone had done for her in a long time. Really? I thought. But then again, I can't remember the last time someone held a door for me (or my hair when I was throwing up).
Now I haven't been at my Starbucks in a few weeks due to travel and I won't lie, someone at the office has been making great freshly ground coffee that's been keeping me grounded. I was shocked last weekend when I went in to my Bucks and didn't see anyone I knew behind the counter (or if I'm truthful, more to the point, no one knew me). I was almost hurt when I ordered my drink and the girl behind the counter (whom I'd never seen before) asked my name. Be that as it may, yesterday I went into get my coffee and thank the stars above (Judy Garland, Gene Kelly and now Deborah Kerr) there was a barista there who knew me and greeted me with a toothy grin and a cup that all ready had my name on it. As I was waiting for my drink to be made, a guy who I was used to seeing almost every morning came into get his coffee. This guy is the anti-me. He has a shaved head, goatee and looks as if he just got off his Harley. We had never spoken before, just a nod as we passed on our way to get a cardboard holder for our hot cups of coffee. But on this day he said, "Hey, haven't seen you in a while how have you been?" Now for those of you who think that I think he was hitting on me, you're all wrong. I'm not one of the gays who think everyone else in the world is gay and even with my rusty gaydar I can tell you this guy isn't. He smiled, made eye contact and although I wouldn't ever really think of burdening him with my real life aggravation and tsorris I said, "fine" and asked him how he was doing. And as I left the Starbucks I thought, "Wow, that was awfully nice of him."
So in a world where we're all hustling and bustling, I'd like to make my bid for us all to just be a little nicer to one another. We don't have to go so far as to actually push it into the kindness category. But what if we held doors for one another or smiled and made eye contact or even, dare I say it...used turn signals? Try it, I think you'll be as surprised as I was how good it feels to give and receive (boys again you're just thinking filthy thoughts). Random acts of niceness - Don't Get Me Started!
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