the few and the good

Because it's so much easier to criticize and because I also like my sarcasm and like to b... about things, for a change I thought I'd document some simple acts of kindness that, in their simplicity, left me almost in tears.

1. One of my clients whom I see at the crack of dawn twice a week at her house had given me extra $20 a week ago. So this week, on our first appointment I told her to pay me less or tell me why she overpaid me: was I supposed to pick up something for her? To which she replied "Oh no, that's your fee; it's a new year and you come from far away - have a long drive, so I'm giving you more" Just like that... what do you say to something like that...?

2. Last week Thursday I left my newly bought drink bottle, in which I carry my liquid protein dinner, sitting on the floor. I returned a week later today, and found it hanging on an unused back door handle... so I left a note thanking the person who saved it for me....because it really made my day!

But there are other things that people do, as they go out of their way, or do something unsolicited, just as an act of kindness and being considerate and respectful. Not everyone is rotten, only the ones that drive the speed limit. Which brings up another topic I've been dying to write: What would I do if I were a traffic police?

Here's is a sample traffic check, conducted by officer Mess (haha):

"Good evening Sir, how are you this evening?

"I am fine. Could you tell me why I am being pulled over?"

"Sure...I need to look inside your trunk and ask you a few questions or you can tell me why you are driving the speed limit... Are you high?

"no...?(**^#??"

"Are you transporting drugs?"

"no, Ma'am"

"are you drunk or illegal or have a warrant out for your arrest?"

"no!!"

"is this car stolen?"

"but, NO!"

"can you see alright?"

"yes!"

"do you know where the gas pedal is?"

"yes, of course!"

"is there a medical problem that's keeping you from depressing it?"

"....no..."

"then get going, Sir, you are being tailgated by 7 cars, press that pedal and get a move on - speed limits are set to filter people who have something to hide or are incompetent to drive...and you should look in your rear view mirror and see the sea of headlights that are inches away from you a...., good day, Sir, don't let me crawl up on you like this again!"

Well, a little exaggeration... but you get the point... hang up the )*(^&*%$ phone, and drive...talk to Tom (Tom) and drive that 80+ thousand dollar "driving machine" you use to float your overweight, oblivious, complacent butt and don't even know how to park...

thank you:)