Hello, awesome readers!
Lately I’ve been trying to post on Fridays because having a regular posting day is helpful when you’re juggling life, freelance writing projects, and … well you know. Stuff.
And while it’s not quite Friday yet, I just had to tell y’all about “this” because it’s related to last week’s post: Kindness. Let’s spread that shit on everything.
In case you missed it, it’s about how my optimism is being hijacked by the news, which technically should be called “the nesw” (as explained here).
The inspiration for this post comes from an email I received from one of my moms (a parental second marriage thing) telling me that my dad still thinks “he’s got it.” Thinking of my dad that way may have just creeped me out. But it also makes me want to give him a high five because WAY TO GO, DAD!!!
So here’s what happened …
My dad is currently driving through Virginia (the state, not the girl) and during his travels he stopped at a restaurant to have dinner. It would have officially been classified as an uneventful trip until a woman – a random stranger – walked over to his table and told him that she had paid his bill.
Naturally my dad did what any of us would do after a stranger pays for our food. He asked, “But why?”
“Just to be nice,” the lady answered. And then she walked out of the restaurant.
I’m imagining that my dad was feeling both flattered and suspicious. (Is she a secret admirer? Do we know each other from a previous life? Is she related to Charles Manson? IS SHE WAITING FOR ME IN THE PARKING LOT???)
On his way out, my dad asked the cashier about this strange and mysterious and possibly newly appointed Wonder of the World and he was told that this happens “fairly often.”
My dad (being my dad) asked, “Is it always the same woman?”
Turns out that nope. This no-strings-attached gesture of kindness is just something that people from Virginia like to do.
WAY TO GO, VIRGINIA!!!
You’ve just restored my faith in humanity.
PS. I may still post on Friday.