Be kind unto others…….
Scott has worked here now for over five years. Finally, we got him to write a column ……………..
It was a typical Saturday Morning; my soon-to-be, a 3-year-old son, and I was at the local bagel store picking up breakfast. I started to place our order, and at the same time, I reached for my wallet and realized that it was not there. I did the normal pat-down of all of my other pockets. I had my keys and Palm Treo (at least I was ready to work) but no wallet.
I told the lady at the counter that I would be right back as I forgot my wallet. Just then, “John” in line next to me flipped over a $20 bill and said, “It’s on me.” I thanked him and explained that I lived real close and could come right back to get our breakfast and that it was not necessary. He said that this has happened to him more times than he cared to admit and hated that drive back home each time.
He insisted that he pay for breakfast and would not take “no” for an answer. He then sat down and ate his breakfast with his wife and told me that “We’ll see each other around sometime.” In this day and age, who is that nice? Sure, we might stop and let some in line in front of us in traffic on the freeway or let them get in line in front of us at the store. John was not trying to ‘flash his cash’ to make himself look good; he was genuine in his offer.
By this time, you are probably asking, what’s the point here, Scott? The point is, John wanted to do something nice for someone, and it made a difference. John’s kind gesture set the tone for a great weekend and so far a great week after. I have tried to be as courteous and kind as John this whole week, and it has made a difference.
Kindness and courtesy do not have to be in the form of gifts or money; be genuine to the people you meet and work with daily. If everyone out there just did one good deed from the heart, our world would be a much better place. As for John, if you happen to be reading this, thank you again for proving to me that there are great people out there who still do good things.
— Scott McLeod