My (very) elderly neighbor is frail. She has mobility issues and she sometimes needs an oxygen tank. She gets the newspaper on the weekends, and our paper deliveryman/woman always chucks it into the vestibule. He/she doesn’t know that this little old lady struggles to bend. So every weekend morning, I get the paper and put it on her window ledge. So she doesn’t have to struggle in finding out that very little, if anything, ever happens in the big scary city.
So after I went to Big G’s family dinner yesterday, and after someone kindly let me cut in line at the gas station, I started to think about what yesterday was all about. I am of course thankful for my family, for my friends, for my health (50% of the time at least), but I also think that everyone should stride towards doing something to make things just a touch nicer for themselves and for other people. Sort of like Pay It Forward without the little kid dying at the end.
Sorry. Should have made a spoiler alert.
So today, when everyone in America is out trampling people to death for a new flat screen tv at Walmart, do something kind to or for someone else. Help an old lady at the supermarket to reach the can of peaches. Let someone merge into traffic (but only if they use their blinker goddamnit). Ask the teller who has probably been on their feet how their day has gone, and really mean it. You will be surprised to see how people respond to random acts of kindness. It makes you feel good.
Until next time, stay classy (and good to one another) Salt Lake.