Random Acts of Kindness
There was a couple who looked like they were in their mid-thirties at the bus stop this morning while I was crocheting away, waiting for my bus. At least, I assume they are a couple. I heard them calling each other "baby" and talking about what to have for dinner tonight. They got on my bus after me, and as they walked toward the back to sit down the man's laptop bag bumped a lady sitting near me. He apologized to her, asked if she was okay, and apologized again. When they got to their seat, the woman sat down first and the man's laptop bag hit her in the head. She said "ouch," and he snapped at her, "Well, move then. Jesus." It didn't seem to faze her at all.
I keep seeing things all over Teh Intarwebs about random acts of kindness, and doing nice things for a stranger. That's great. I totally support that. But why is there such emphasis on being nice to people we don't know? How about our friends and family? They're the ones who often bear the brunt of our bad moods. They're the ones that we snap at because we would certainly never talk to a stranger that way so we end up exploding at these people we care about instead. They're the ones we sometimes treat poorly because we're in a bad mood and we know they'll forgive us. We do all of this, and yet they still love us, the poor dumb bastards. So. Doing something nice for a stranger? Fantastic. But how about doing something nice for someone who loves you?
That concludes our rant. We now return you to your regularly scheduled slacking LiveJournaling.
I keep seeing things all over Teh Intarwebs about random acts of kindness, and doing nice things for a stranger. That's great. I totally support that. But why is there such emphasis on being nice to people we don't know? How about our friends and family? They're the ones who often bear the brunt of our bad moods. They're the ones that we snap at because we would certainly never talk to a stranger that way so we end up exploding at these people we care about instead. They're the ones we sometimes treat poorly because we're in a bad mood and we know they'll forgive us. We do all of this, and yet they still love us, the poor dumb bastards. So. Doing something nice for a stranger? Fantastic. But how about doing something nice for someone who loves you?
That concludes our rant. We now return you to your regularly scheduled slacking LiveJournaling.