The Little Things...
No one says 'Good Morning' to strangers anymore, at least not in the sincere way.
The security in your building will greet you everyday while rummaging through your purse in case you happen to be carrying a pen-sized bomb. You want to tell him, "For God's sake, I come here everyday knowing you'll violate the privacy of my stuff, haven't u realized by now that i'm not a shady character out to blow up this place?!" Besides a wooden stick is hardly a radar for WMDs.
Anyway, what I'm really getting at is, sometimes the littlest of nicest things can come from the people you least expect to get it from. This morning, the fx-taxi driver greeted us 'Good Morning' in what I thought was the most sincere good-morning I've heard in years. The nice old man fell short of saying 'Welcome and enjoy your ride.' But that would be overdoing it, wouldn't it?
That good-morning struck me like a freshly brewed coffee in the morning, not a passive waste of breath but lacks a sarcastic tone, too--it's just right. And it was a gesture worth immortalizing in this blog.
Of course, after that I had to face the hideous traffic and come in late to work again! But at least, it's reassuring to know that good things happen to us everyday. We just need to find them in the simple things that come our way.
The security in your building will greet you everyday while rummaging through your purse in case you happen to be carrying a pen-sized bomb. You want to tell him, "For God's sake, I come here everyday knowing you'll violate the privacy of my stuff, haven't u realized by now that i'm not a shady character out to blow up this place?!" Besides a wooden stick is hardly a radar for WMDs.
Anyway, what I'm really getting at is, sometimes the littlest of nicest things can come from the people you least expect to get it from. This morning, the fx-taxi driver greeted us 'Good Morning' in what I thought was the most sincere good-morning I've heard in years. The nice old man fell short of saying 'Welcome and enjoy your ride.' But that would be overdoing it, wouldn't it?
That good-morning struck me like a freshly brewed coffee in the morning, not a passive waste of breath but lacks a sarcastic tone, too--it's just right. And it was a gesture worth immortalizing in this blog.
Of course, after that I had to face the hideous traffic and come in late to work again! But at least, it's reassuring to know that good things happen to us everyday. We just need to find them in the simple things that come our way.
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