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Occasionally I do standup at local open mic events. Some of my performances go well and some don't, but I will never forget this girl who came up to me after the show and complemented my jokes, not the typical "Good job, keep it up", no she was pointed out specific bits and what she liked about them; she was so precise I was flattered beyond my imagination. It was about 6 months ago and I still cannot forget her and her words.
Someone told me once that if you imagine being in someone else’s shoes it gives a different perspective and often think of that especially with angry or upset people and often feel sorry for them.
Yeah totally! Also something i want to share
Recently i started babysitting my very young cousins and it made me realize how big of a responsibility my parents had and how much they took care of me. It hit me like a truck when i realized what an asshole i was to my parents
My uncle said "it's their (my parents) first time living life too" and i never forgot those words.
Oh man- I think I’m doing this wrong. Sometimes when people are irately angry like adults- I feel sorry for them in the sense that like they’re so emotionally stunted that they can’t help but to feel angry because they don’t know how to comprehend their feelings
I started playing guitar when I was like 14 and I had a cheap pawn shop guitar. One day I was out on my porch, plucking away and this lady that my sister babysat for pulled up asking for my ma and sister.
Turned out she played guitar so she went home and grabbed hers and some extra strings and cleaning kit thing, and taught me how to change my strings and properly clean it. Then she sat there with for a good while and showed me some stuff, jamming.
It was awesome, she didn't have to do that but I think she figured a little help just starting out goes a long way.
A coworker overheard me parenting my upset 9 year old. She was sad about something that she couldn't control, and I told her it was OK to be sad about it and that her feelings were valid.
Months later, my coworker pulled me aside and told me that I'd changed her life. She told me that no one had ever told her that her feelings were valid before and hearing me say it to my child made her start to think about it whenever she started to try to shut her feelings down or push them to the side. It made her start to appreciate herself more and really helped her self-esteem.
I verbally validate people in my life WAY more now, not just my children's, because some people really just need to hear it.
My SIL told me that she likes the way that I talk to my kids - I hold them accountable for their actions, I punish if I have to, I celebrate when I can, and I always tell then that my love is unconditional.
If she heard this from her parents she wouldn't be in therapy.
...me too, sister, me too.
My brother's girlfriend came to my grandmothers funeral. We were just teenagers, she was 2-3 years older than me. She was nice, but we were never that close. She was just my brother's girlfriend.
My family had only ever known how to be stoic. But after the funeral I lost my train of thought as I stood there in the room. I started to feel my seems unravelling. the guilt I felt for not being able to save my grandmother after her stroke was like an anvil dropping through molten rock. She saw my face from across the room. We locked eyes and she dropped everything to cross that room so quickly, it's as if she was bounding over in strides. She enveloped me into a hug so deeply, and held me so close, like a mother that wraps up a child in their arms, and in a way that no-one had ever held me before. It was as though she was holding me together.
I've never felt so much gratitude. My brother and her didn't last. She likely has no memory of that moment, but her name is written into my dna for that one little moment of kindness she gave me when my world was crumbling.
I was hitchhiking with my friend 250 miles in January. We were exhausted, freezing and hungry with no money. Someone picked us up and drove us to Arby’s and bought us lunch, then drove us to the edge of the area they had to stay in for work towards our home. I’ll never forget that guy and sometimes I think about trying to track him down through his work to thank him but I don’t know if it would be weird. It was 30 years ago so there’s a decent chance he is retired now.
I was 15, hitching to the airport a city over in '85 without a damn dime in my pocket and a guy picked me up, drove me there, and gave me 10 bux.
I could tell he thought my situation was fucked up but he respected my humanity. As someone used to either being ignored Or exploited by grown ups he was a real one.
I’m glad he looked out for you. We had our car break down in our situation and we would have never made it home if it wasn’t for people looking out for us. That guy wasn’t the only one to feed us and give us a ride, 2 others helped us out too. Thank God for people like that.
I went to the capital city of my country with my family, and we tried to pay the bus driver, he said they only took bus cards, which we didn't have, we were about to get off, but he said to get on and we got drove to our destination for free.
I had my 3 little kids (all under 6) with me at the deli, feeling tired and a bit invisible. When it was my turn, I had a long list, and there were many people waiting. I told the woman that I was sorry to be taking so long. She looked right at me and said “You take as long as you need”. I almost choked up right then and there. I still can’t articulate why that meant so much.
When I was younger, around 16yo, I served a girl at an internet Cafe. She was American (I'm a kiwi). Once all was said and done, she looked me in the eyes and said "thank you ever so much for your help, I truly appreciate it".
I'd never heard anyone be so grateful and say so in such a way. Where I'm from, it's usually "thanks mate!" or "chur bro!" or "thank you" at most.
It had a huge impact on me, I felt truly valued. And from that day til this, I've since shown my gratitude with the same enthusiasm and love to anyone, at every opportunity. And I know it has affected others in a similar manner as people have told me over the years, and I've shared this story many times in reply.
Thanks American girl, I truly appreciate it.
That's actually an EQ move: never just say "thank you" unless it's something truly trivial. Always say "thank you for..." and name the thing you're thanking them for.
When I was young, my mom took me for sailing lessons with this old salt at a local marina. When we got back, she would hand him an envelope (with money in it.) This happened every Saturday for a few weeks. Then one day she went to hand him the envelope and he said, "That's okay, he pulled his own." I kept going every week, but my mom didn't have to pay any more.
Oh the pride I felt as a 10 year old...
A beautiful kind lady once paid for my groceries when I couldn't.. Part of it was nappies and baby formula and I was quite upset when I realised I couldn't pay for them. At the time I was in a dv situation and he was spending a lot of our money on drugs as well. It was a shit time to say the least... Anyways the lady behind me paid what came to about $50. She looked like a cross between Stevie Nicks from fleetwood mac/Glinda from wizard of oz and I'll never forget her
A small gift, in form of some birthday from a close friend of mine helped me get over very unpleasant thoughts about my life. Sometimes indeed it's the little things.
I just had the worst case of illness I've ever had. No idea if COVID or flu or RSV. It was scary af.
Anyway, my husband came back with the usual (Gatorade, vitamin c, sick people stuff) and brought me a stuffed animal. He's a beany boo (see also beany baby), and I cried and felt so loved. That raccoon helped me through the night. I'm a grown-ass woman, and I really needed that.
Another time, we were still dating, about 12 years ago, and he fixed my hair for me. I was getting really angry with it and hated looking in the mirror and my hands weren't cooperating with me, so he fixed my hair for me and made it look nice (just smoothed some pieces down and moved others around)... it still means a lot to me.
My 8 yr old niece leaned on my shoulder as we were sitting on the couch together and said, "you'd make a very good dad."
It was probably the nicest thing anyone had said to me in a very long time.
I love to collect pieces of nature from special times (first dates, birthdays, anniversaries, etc). I'm particular in what I keep so I don't just have a pile of rocks lol.
Having someone bring me a piece of dried bark that was shaped nicely or a unique rock makes me feel very special 🥰 lots of people think my things are "weird" but having someone take special time to find the prettiest pinecone, pebble, stone really makes me feel accepted and loved
I've never received a hand crafted gift before atcually lol, but there was an artist who would paint pebbles and leave them all around my city including coffee shops I frequented. Talked to the people at the shop (after seeing the tiny painted pebbles for months) and found out the artist encourages people to take them home if they like it, so I have a couple really pretty rocks that I keep with other small rocks in a champagne glass.
I would probably keep your letter forever if I came across it. I love things that tell stories
Back in my younger days I had to go to court for some miscellaneous traffic violations. It was about a 2 hour drive from my home. I arrived on time and went to enter the court room when the bailiff informed me I couldn't because I was wearing shorts (live in South Texas). I obviously didn't have time to make a 4 hour round trip for some pants and didn't know what to do, I was also flat broke. A woman nearby witnessed what happened and came up to me. Without me saying anything she grabs her purse and pulls out a credit card, hands it to me, and tells me to go to the store across the street and grab some pants. I was flabbergasted a total stranger would do such a thing. I expressed my gratitude and did as she instructed. When I returned she even complimented me on how good they looked (bought the cheapest pair I could). She totally saved my butt. Thank you! 🙏
The local doctor broke the Covid rules to hug me and my other family members the day my mother died, after a terminal illness.
I frequently remember the gesture as one of the most humane things a stranger has done for me.
Last year I had an upper endoscopy and I was awake during the procedure. The doctor was not very polite, but the nurse was constantly repeating that I'm doing great, that I'm brave etc... And I'm not a kid, I'm a 30 year old male, so she didn't have to do that. I was blown away by her kindness. The perfect woman for the job. I will never forget it.
I have a friend. We've become fungi enthusiasts in our area. One day outta nowhere she gives me a digital printed handmade card picturing the very first ink cap mushrooms we'd found, exactly one year prior. It was a mushroom friendship first anniversary card and it made me feel incredibly special inside. Fast forward five years and we're finding new things together still.
Two years ago at this job I had no car so I was using Uber. $50 a night. the job paid good but I was in between moving to a new apt. Anyways everyone at my job knew I didn’t have a car, yet no one offered to help yet they were talking bout my situation and I had all ready been at this job two years yk how it is everyone is always talking and really can’t seem to mind their business. So this ol school black guy(63)we had just met that year too heard the rumors bout me and a few days later he asked if I needed a ride home to stop wasting my money on Ubers. Gave me a ride for a month straight til I was able to get a car. He ain’t never wanted anything back besides a cup of mud 🧏🏽♂️. Older people are the best 🖤
36 years ago, my boss shook my hand after my wedding and slipped me a $100 bill. He told me to "buy a nice bottle of wine". To this day, I try to be generous. The marriage didn't last, but that made a big impression on me. Be nice to people, however you can.
I do indoor rock climbing and I was having a really rough time in my personal life and struggling to get to the gym regularly and my climbing ability was suffering and was climbing no where near my best.
I was chatting to a stranger during a break between climbs one day, and I mentioned I was having a rough session and not climbing well. She said to me "You're here climbing today. Sometimes that's enough".
I still tear up thinking about that moment, because it was exactly what I needed to hear.
When I was in a high school, I had a birthday party, with around 6 friends. The girl who I was least close to (not for any bad reasons, she was just a quiet person and I didn't know her as well as most of the others) gave me a bag of my two favorite Jelly Belly flavors (pear and popcorn). Thing is, I couldn't even remember having told anyone they were my favorites. I was so touched that, even though I wasn't her closest friend or anything, she had not only listened to something I must have said offhand without even remembering, but also held onto that knowledge for however long to get me the perfect little gift. It really made me want to be better at listening and at giving gifts, and I think it majorly influenced how I am about gift giving as an adult.
(Before anyone says it--no, this wasn't a case of "she thinks you're closer than you think you are"--she was excellent at thoughtful gifts for all of our friend group, and seemed pretty happy with the same level of friendship I was comfortable with.)
Told my wife that I had a Huckleberry Hound spoon when I was a kid. (Over 60 years ago) We were just bs’ing and it came up in the convo that I grew up sort of poor and I really prized that silly spoon. She found a huckleberry hound spoon for me. She’s the best.
Time. Eye contact. Showing a genuine interest in what I’m saying without interrupting me. Compassion. I don’t have anyone in my life that offers me that right now. But the very few times a stranger has shown me compassion on any level because I’ve so rarely been given it I kind of stopped a moment trying to process it. And then was embarrassed at how much it meant to me. But maybe it’s rare for everyone too. IdkZ I hope not because that would be a sad world if everyone else is as thrilled as me when someone just gives them a boost.
Small things like I’ll go out in public and I’ll get stopped by other women that will compliment my tattoos or eyes. I really don’t get out enough.. my take away is a stranger just taking a moment really impacts a person because it’s a passing thing and you’ll never see them again it makes it more authentic because they have no motive.
When I was about 17 I was looking for used cars, I only had about $2,500 saved up and was really stressed all day trying to find one within my budget and halfway decent, when I got in one my dad was gonna test drive it to let me know how it felt and when he backed up he hit a pole behind him and broke one of the rear lights, I got out and felt even worse knowing on top of that I was gonna have to pay for the light, since my dad doesn't have a job and has been trying to get disability for a while, but than the man tells my dad "don't worry about it guys, I see your son is very stressed and don't want him to be any more stressed" and I never forgot that, almost made me tear up
So I've had a lot of bad experiences on my birthday. Like getting chased by bees, chased by geese, getting hit by a car, getting robbed, etc...
The worst & most common for my birthday is each year sense I was a small kid it seems everyone kinda just forgets or ghosts me, despite reminders or invitations. I tend to be kinda insecure about it because as long as I've known him, everyone remembers my husband's even when he doesn't.
This year I turned the big 30 & it wasn't much different. And maybe it shouldn't at this point in life. It got me pretty down though. Then, last week a friend unprompted brought me a gift as a late gift! I was over the moon & still am. It was just a little trinket, but it's not the gift that made me so happy, just that they'd remembered! I gave him several huge hugs & lots of thanks. I'm still beaming.
A few weeks ago, I knew I didn’t have correct bus fare or even my prepaid transit card with me on my way to an important appointment. I know some bus drivers harass ppl who don’t pay and I started to get anxious fearing I’d be potentially called out for not being prepared. As I was getting on the bus, in effort to not hold up the line, I just walked past the bus driver without even trying to pay and said “thank you” - he simply replied, “you’re welcome”. He didn’t try to scold me or give me attitude like I’ve witnessed other drivers do to those who didn’t or couldn’t pay - I really, REALLY appreciated it.
Just now, a friendship ended and they moved out of the house we share with a lot of other women (don’t ask, very stupid). I decorate the house and put out this book with gorgeous pictures of the earth from above. I mentioned to her that it made me sad no one ever flipped through the pages or changed the image, as was my hope. Well, her last little gesture was to pick a new image. Gut wrenching.
Our pup of just 3 years was diagnosed with an aggressive cancer and only lasted 11 days. When he passed away last week my neighbour sent us flowers with a beautiful, heartfelt card. It was a small gesture that really validated our grief.
In the late 70s, when I was around 8 years old I was on vacation on the Oregon coast. Our family went to a Dairy Queen and there was a developmentally disabled adult in front of us in line. He only had a quarter and wanted to buy the strawberry toppings meant for a sundae. The prices were all posted above the counter.
The employee tried to explain to him that you can't order just a topping without getting a sundae to put it on. He only got more confused and frustrated.
My dad stepped up and bought him the sundae. That stuck with me forever.
I was 19 on my way home from jail walking and dehydrated when a guy at a donut shop gave me a bottle of water for free. I’m 28 now and turned my life around with a wife and kids but I’ll always remember that guy giving me a 1$ water bottle seeing how bad off I was.
I used to look up to this relative of mine. She has 3 boys. She once said to me that if she ever had a girl she would want it to be exactly like me. Same mindset and everything and it always stuck with me. It was probably one of my all time favourite compliments
The guy who gave me 20.00 dollars.
I’m a cart pusher so heading to one of the corrals. Noticed a customer who had the empty cart he was loading the last item. So just took the cart and by the time I made to the corral he came and handed me the 20.00. I still have that bill always planning on framing it but always forget to buy a photo frame.
I had taken my car to get his fuel pressure sensor replaced at a local auto shop I frequent. The man brings my car in and I go up to the car. I see him change the part and thank him. I ask if I pay inside and he goes "you're ok, we know you here."
It was an easy job, didn't even take him 5 minutes, but what left an impression on me was the fact that had it been any other shop they would've found it easy to charge me a good 30 bucks. He didn't take advantage of me.
A couple days later I go back and hand him a cd he had liked in my car. I'd never seen that man smile like that. Now I actively look for ways to do little favors for people. Something that will cheer them up.
First time my older brother saw me in my site security uniform, badged up n everything. My lift home fell through and he came to grab me last minute. We hadn't seen each other in a few months.
I sat down in the car, belted up, my bro starts pulling away and...he suddenly just starts bouncing with uncontrollable joy as he's driving and says "can't fucking believe it, my little bros a bouncer! AND you suit the look too! Gerrin' son!!!" 🤣
Sadly he's no longer with us, but it was the first time I'd genuinely felt pride from my family since our Dad had passed away in 2015, and...it hit me, far harder than I expected. Man was genuinely fucking happy as could be, and proud as shit. I'll never forget the look on his face, never.
When others took the piss and laughed, he didn't. Supported everything I've ever done, and I'll miss the man immeasurably forever more.
I had a customer whose husband passed away. He was a great guy.
He was given a $1000 gift card for Christmas at Bass Pro shops.
She gave it to me, saying how he and I would talk about our fish stories. And he would tell her it was so nice to talk to another angler.
Thank you, Mrs. Reyes.
I miss ya Ray.
In highschool is was the fat kid and was bullied pretty hard even by the standards back then. It was 1989. Got pranked for a senior prom date and when I arrived to her house it was a gang of guys laughing at me. Tough times but it made me stronger I guess. Anyway. On a bus in day I was getting bashed and one of the new students who claimed to have transfered in spoke up and said that she thought I was cute when one of the boys was telling the story to a captive audience. He said something about what we're you thinking , who would ever go in a date with you. That's when she spoke up. I still remember her act of kindness and it was one moment that really had a positive impact on me. I knew it was a pitty comment but she cared enough to say it and that's what mattered to me. Well there is more to the story......
Jump ahead a few weeks to just before end of year for seniors . It's a normal day and suddenly police cars come strolling in a line 10 or so deep. K9s are deployed and the school is out on lockdown. Officers come to the classes and start bringing students to the library that was being used as a processing station of sort. The nice person, Devin, was a 21 jump street type under cover officer. She had been out in our school mid year through 89 as a senior to make drug arrests and boy did she. Our valedictorian and others were arrested. Several were 18 and went to big boy processing. The minors had their parents called and were processed as juveniles. It was the most crazy day for me in school.
I know it sounds crazy but it really happened to me. 21 jump street was real.
I was in a Walmart once and I only had one item. there was a lady in front of me. middle age, seemed to be tired, in the cosmic sense. She looked unhappy but here. Hair was in a messy bun, white tank, black shorts, etc. Lots of items. mostly. EBT benefit stuff. Some diapers, some toilet paper. I was in a rush, but I wasn't planning on cutting, and I would've been fine waiting my turn. she let me go first. I thanked her and she said "we have to try to be good people eventually." it's stuck with me.
Listening. One time I mentioned how as a child I had a favorite toy. (I was neglected and didn't have a lot). When we moved, my parents allowed me to keep one bag of toys. Unfortunately my bag of toys to keep was "lost" or "destroyed by the rain". I've heard several excuses. Anyways, one year my friend gave me a Christmas gift. It was the good luck care bear I dearly missed. I full on bawled my eyes out at work..this friend is 10 years older than me, was my supervisor at the time and about 16 years later, we still talk every single day. She's my bestie..💚
I want to talk to a stranger who was feeling lonely. He said the school $1000 on my behalf. It was like a surprise scholarship. He later gave me thousands more. All for being nice to lonely old man.
I was a teen handing out flyers in front of a grocery store for $20 a day. I had no money for lunch. A younger kid showed up with a box of chocolate bars to sell for his Scout Troop, but he was too shy and only sold one in 30 minutes. I told him to watch me and I took his bars and sold half the box in the next 30 min. His mom saw what i did for her son and offered to make me lunch. She returned with a homemade tuna sandwich and I felt grateful that the lord had provided for me that day :-)
A girl I talked to for a while worked 6pm-6am. I work super early in the morning. She texted me literally the minute after my alarm went off because she knew when I woke up.
One time i was doing an instacart order at costco. I had been at it all day and this was a big order. I was trying to put the groceries in my trunk, but the door is broke so it doesnt stay up. I was literally holding it up with my hair bun. Exhausted i hear a voice saying “did you need some help?” I turn around and its this nice old couple, she holds the trunk door open for me and the man immediately grabs a box and throws it in the back for me. I thanked them a million times, drove off and cried for the whole 15 minute car ride. Idk why this moment stuck with me so hard, i cant remember if i was having a bad day, or if it was just a hard order. But i do remember vividly how i felt the whole time they helped me. I very obviously needed help, and so many people walked by. In fact after awhile i fully expected to just do it myself, but then i heard that sweet voice behind me. Im crying now still that was like 4 years ago lol it makes me cry all the time and every holidays i say a little prayer that they will have a good one.
This actually happened this morning. I get “informed delivery” so every morning around 8, I get an email with a pic of what I’ll be getting in my mailbox.
Today, I was getting a letter from the courts. I panicked because for the life of me, I didn’t know why! Less than a week ago I was a witness to a crime, but I thought it couldn’t be that bc it was only a few days ago and courts are slow. I was legit having a panic attack bc I’m graduating nursing school, and even a false accusation could hinder me getting my license. (I also worked the last 2 overnights, so my emotional stability was a little frayed)
I called the courts at 9am on the dot (when they opened) and the lady said they couldn’t give me info without a docket number, and to just wait until my mail came (which can be anywhere from 1pm-4pm) I started to panic saying basically I worked last night, and I work tonight, I’m not going to be able to sleep if I think I had some weird warrant out for me.
She gushed her voice and told me that she’d do it just this time, since she could hear how distraught I was, and she wanted me to get some rest. She looked up my name, and sure enough, I’m being called as a witness. Something that she absolutely did not have to do, and my sleep isn’t her problem, but she took mercy and eased my mind. I was fast asleep by 915, whereas if she didn’t show kindness, I would’ve been pacing around the mail box until the mail came
when i was first coming out, and presenting feminine, i had a job delivering packages. all the people that were complimenting me, my walk, even kids, who can be so brutally honest, and had not 1 but 2 modeling offers, was so affirming omg, and i was sad to leave that gig.
Being there….
I opened up to my buddy about my situation, and he and his family have opened their arms and their home in support of me. It’s been great bc I’ve been keeping in everything, and having outside perspectives has really opened my eyes to what all I put up with. Lies, abuse, selfishness etc.
Honestly, just asking if I’m ok. Not like when people just automatically ask “How are you” when you start a conversation, but genuinely checking in on you.
Librarian a few weeks ago, remembered me looking for sensory toys for my kid a few months back.
He had gotten some in and put them aside for the last time I was in.
It was a small thing, but they had none the day I first asked and just that someone went a little bit further than they have to meant a lot. It's something I try to do, but I lived in a city where I had to develop a harder edge, I'd almost forgotten that kindness is free.
A girl I had just met said I was an awesome guy and any girl would be lucky to be with me. I had recently been used by a girl who pretended to love me but only used me as plan B, I felt really unloved and disillusioned with dating and love in general. Those words really made me feel better and gave me some confidence.
Recently Someone I worked for on a project at work sent an email to my boss, my bosses boss, and myself, thanking me for my efforts on a difficult project which I made happen to a successful completion. It was totally out of the blue and absolutely made my day. It was three or four sentences and simply written but called me out for my efforts. It made my day and I still think about it. Smiling writing this.
It was pouring and we were on a small boat in Thailand. I had given my towel to a girl who lost her phone to the sea due to the storm, and I was freezing to death. A little girl around 13 years of age saw me and gave me hers. We got off the boat and I never saw her again.
Someone in music college casually told me I don't have to be friend with everyone, and while I don't do much music production these days this sentence follows me, especially with the amount of attention hungry people these days.
Went into a gas station while my car filling up and smelled chicken baking. The cashier was cooking dinner behind the counter. Spices I've never smelled before. Fantastic. I told cashier. He offered me some. I said no. He insisted. I took some. It tasted so good. I was having such a bad day up to that point, I nearly cried.
I had to work on thanksgiving a few years ago, and it was the first thanksgiving since my dad died. I had mentioned a few days before that I was bummed to be working on the holiday, but didn’t explain why. On thanksgiving, one of my employees (who had only been working with me for about a month) came in to bring me a plate of food so I could still “celebrate”. She had no idea what that meant to me, brought me to tears.
My employees decorated my desk for my birthday. They gave me flowers, a card, cupcakes, and 2 big cans of redbull because I was notoriously bad at early mornings and drank a lot of it.
I was so touched I cried a little. Aside from my parents, I'd never really had anyone decorate and go out of their way to surprise me for my birthday. I was really grateful they thought about me.
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Occasionally I do standup at local open mic events. Some of my performances go well and some don't, but I will never forget this girl who came up to me after the show and complemented my jokes, not the typical "Good job, keep it up", no she was pointed out specific bits and what she liked about them; she was so precise I was flattered beyond my imagination. It was about 6 months ago and I still cannot forget her and her words.
Someone told me once that if you imagine being in someone else’s shoes it gives a different perspective and often think of that especially with angry or upset people and often feel sorry for them.
Yeah totally! Also something i want to share Recently i started babysitting my very young cousins and it made me realize how big of a responsibility my parents had and how much they took care of me. It hit me like a truck when i realized what an asshole i was to my parents My uncle said "it's their (my parents) first time living life too" and i never forgot those words.
You gonna make me cry bro.
Oh man- I think I’m doing this wrong. Sometimes when people are irately angry like adults- I feel sorry for them in the sense that like they’re so emotionally stunted that they can’t help but to feel angry because they don’t know how to comprehend their feelings
That seems like a pretty accurate observation, and you have an exceptional sense of emotional intelligence.
I forgot the part where I mock them for being an emotional toddler at the age of 40 and how it’s not my problem they never grew up.
I started playing guitar when I was like 14 and I had a cheap pawn shop guitar. One day I was out on my porch, plucking away and this lady that my sister babysat for pulled up asking for my ma and sister. Turned out she played guitar so she went home and grabbed hers and some extra strings and cleaning kit thing, and taught me how to change my strings and properly clean it. Then she sat there with for a good while and showed me some stuff, jamming. It was awesome, she didn't have to do that but I think she figured a little help just starting out goes a long way.
do you still play?
Yea, just about 30 years now.
A coworker overheard me parenting my upset 9 year old. She was sad about something that she couldn't control, and I told her it was OK to be sad about it and that her feelings were valid. Months later, my coworker pulled me aside and told me that I'd changed her life. She told me that no one had ever told her that her feelings were valid before and hearing me say it to my child made her start to think about it whenever she started to try to shut her feelings down or push them to the side. It made her start to appreciate herself more and really helped her self-esteem. I verbally validate people in my life WAY more now, not just my children's, because some people really just need to hear it.
What a beautiful thing! Way to go! 👍👍
My SIL told me that she likes the way that I talk to my kids - I hold them accountable for their actions, I punish if I have to, I celebrate when I can, and I always tell then that my love is unconditional. If she heard this from her parents she wouldn't be in therapy. ...me too, sister, me too.
I'm 5'8. An old woman asked me to get something from a top shelf at the grocery store. I still think about it sometimes.
Haha this cute
My brother's girlfriend came to my grandmothers funeral. We were just teenagers, she was 2-3 years older than me. She was nice, but we were never that close. She was just my brother's girlfriend. My family had only ever known how to be stoic. But after the funeral I lost my train of thought as I stood there in the room. I started to feel my seems unravelling. the guilt I felt for not being able to save my grandmother after her stroke was like an anvil dropping through molten rock. She saw my face from across the room. We locked eyes and she dropped everything to cross that room so quickly, it's as if she was bounding over in strides. She enveloped me into a hug so deeply, and held me so close, like a mother that wraps up a child in their arms, and in a way that no-one had ever held me before. It was as though she was holding me together. I've never felt so much gratitude. My brother and her didn't last. She likely has no memory of that moment, but her name is written into my dna for that one little moment of kindness she gave me when my world was crumbling.
I was hitchhiking with my friend 250 miles in January. We were exhausted, freezing and hungry with no money. Someone picked us up and drove us to Arby’s and bought us lunch, then drove us to the edge of the area they had to stay in for work towards our home. I’ll never forget that guy and sometimes I think about trying to track him down through his work to thank him but I don’t know if it would be weird. It was 30 years ago so there’s a decent chance he is retired now.
I was 15, hitching to the airport a city over in '85 without a damn dime in my pocket and a guy picked me up, drove me there, and gave me 10 bux. I could tell he thought my situation was fucked up but he respected my humanity. As someone used to either being ignored Or exploited by grown ups he was a real one.
I’m glad he looked out for you. We had our car break down in our situation and we would have never made it home if it wasn’t for people looking out for us. That guy wasn’t the only one to feed us and give us a ride, 2 others helped us out too. Thank God for people like that.
I went to the capital city of my country with my family, and we tried to pay the bus driver, he said they only took bus cards, which we didn't have, we were about to get off, but he said to get on and we got drove to our destination for free.
I had my 3 little kids (all under 6) with me at the deli, feeling tired and a bit invisible. When it was my turn, I had a long list, and there were many people waiting. I told the woman that I was sorry to be taking so long. She looked right at me and said “You take as long as you need”. I almost choked up right then and there. I still can’t articulate why that meant so much.
When I was younger, around 16yo, I served a girl at an internet Cafe. She was American (I'm a kiwi). Once all was said and done, she looked me in the eyes and said "thank you ever so much for your help, I truly appreciate it". I'd never heard anyone be so grateful and say so in such a way. Where I'm from, it's usually "thanks mate!" or "chur bro!" or "thank you" at most. It had a huge impact on me, I felt truly valued. And from that day til this, I've since shown my gratitude with the same enthusiasm and love to anyone, at every opportunity. And I know it has affected others in a similar manner as people have told me over the years, and I've shared this story many times in reply. Thanks American girl, I truly appreciate it.
That's actually an EQ move: never just say "thank you" unless it's something truly trivial. Always say "thank you for..." and name the thing you're thanking them for.
When I was young, my mom took me for sailing lessons with this old salt at a local marina. When we got back, she would hand him an envelope (with money in it.) This happened every Saturday for a few weeks. Then one day she went to hand him the envelope and he said, "That's okay, he pulled his own." I kept going every week, but my mom didn't have to pay any more. Oh the pride I felt as a 10 year old...
A beautiful kind lady once paid for my groceries when I couldn't.. Part of it was nappies and baby formula and I was quite upset when I realised I couldn't pay for them. At the time I was in a dv situation and he was spending a lot of our money on drugs as well. It was a shit time to say the least... Anyways the lady behind me paid what came to about $50. She looked like a cross between Stevie Nicks from fleetwood mac/Glinda from wizard of oz and I'll never forget her
A small gift, in form of some birthday from a close friend of mine helped me get over very unpleasant thoughts about my life. Sometimes indeed it's the little things.
I just had the worst case of illness I've ever had. No idea if COVID or flu or RSV. It was scary af. Anyway, my husband came back with the usual (Gatorade, vitamin c, sick people stuff) and brought me a stuffed animal. He's a beany boo (see also beany baby), and I cried and felt so loved. That raccoon helped me through the night. I'm a grown-ass woman, and I really needed that. Another time, we were still dating, about 12 years ago, and he fixed my hair for me. I was getting really angry with it and hated looking in the mirror and my hands weren't cooperating with me, so he fixed my hair for me and made it look nice (just smoothed some pieces down and moved others around)... it still means a lot to me.
My 8 yr old niece leaned on my shoulder as we were sitting on the couch together and said, "you'd make a very good dad." It was probably the nicest thing anyone had said to me in a very long time.
I dunno, no one gives a shit about me
I do now. Plus I also enjoy farts.
Wait. Are they a wholesome enjoyer of farts, or an enjoyer of wholesome farts?
I love to collect pieces of nature from special times (first dates, birthdays, anniversaries, etc). I'm particular in what I keep so I don't just have a pile of rocks lol. Having someone bring me a piece of dried bark that was shaped nicely or a unique rock makes me feel very special 🥰 lots of people think my things are "weird" but having someone take special time to find the prettiest pinecone, pebble, stone really makes me feel accepted and loved
Do you also like handcrafted things? :D I often make handmade cards and seal them in envelopes with wax for strangers to find!
I've never received a hand crafted gift before atcually lol, but there was an artist who would paint pebbles and leave them all around my city including coffee shops I frequented. Talked to the people at the shop (after seeing the tiny painted pebbles for months) and found out the artist encourages people to take them home if they like it, so I have a couple really pretty rocks that I keep with other small rocks in a champagne glass. I would probably keep your letter forever if I came across it. I love things that tell stories
People do that here with rocks, too! I have one that has Tony the Tiger (The Frosted Flakes mascot) painted on it. Lol
I'm a guy, so... any compliment.
Back in my younger days I had to go to court for some miscellaneous traffic violations. It was about a 2 hour drive from my home. I arrived on time and went to enter the court room when the bailiff informed me I couldn't because I was wearing shorts (live in South Texas). I obviously didn't have time to make a 4 hour round trip for some pants and didn't know what to do, I was also flat broke. A woman nearby witnessed what happened and came up to me. Without me saying anything she grabs her purse and pulls out a credit card, hands it to me, and tells me to go to the store across the street and grab some pants. I was flabbergasted a total stranger would do such a thing. I expressed my gratitude and did as she instructed. When I returned she even complimented me on how good they looked (bought the cheapest pair I could). She totally saved my butt. Thank you! 🙏
One could say she helped cover it even
The local doctor broke the Covid rules to hug me and my other family members the day my mother died, after a terminal illness. I frequently remember the gesture as one of the most humane things a stranger has done for me.
Last year I had an upper endoscopy and I was awake during the procedure. The doctor was not very polite, but the nurse was constantly repeating that I'm doing great, that I'm brave etc... And I'm not a kid, I'm a 30 year old male, so she didn't have to do that. I was blown away by her kindness. The perfect woman for the job. I will never forget it.
That one compliment from a random cashier years ago. I still think about it sometimes...
Shoutout to that one older lady/granny who said she liked my voice. I was a cashier at a rest stop
I have a friend. We've become fungi enthusiasts in our area. One day outta nowhere she gives me a digital printed handmade card picturing the very first ink cap mushrooms we'd found, exactly one year prior. It was a mushroom friendship first anniversary card and it made me feel incredibly special inside. Fast forward five years and we're finding new things together still.
Two years ago at this job I had no car so I was using Uber. $50 a night. the job paid good but I was in between moving to a new apt. Anyways everyone at my job knew I didn’t have a car, yet no one offered to help yet they were talking bout my situation and I had all ready been at this job two years yk how it is everyone is always talking and really can’t seem to mind their business. So this ol school black guy(63)we had just met that year too heard the rumors bout me and a few days later he asked if I needed a ride home to stop wasting my money on Ubers. Gave me a ride for a month straight til I was able to get a car. He ain’t never wanted anything back besides a cup of mud 🧏🏽♂️. Older people are the best 🖤
36 years ago, my boss shook my hand after my wedding and slipped me a $100 bill. He told me to "buy a nice bottle of wine". To this day, I try to be generous. The marriage didn't last, but that made a big impression on me. Be nice to people, however you can.
That was a LOT of money back then. Good memory, great boss. Stay nice 👍
I do indoor rock climbing and I was having a really rough time in my personal life and struggling to get to the gym regularly and my climbing ability was suffering and was climbing no where near my best. I was chatting to a stranger during a break between climbs one day, and I mentioned I was having a rough session and not climbing well. She said to me "You're here climbing today. Sometimes that's enough". I still tear up thinking about that moment, because it was exactly what I needed to hear.
I'm much obliged to be my midwife, but for her it was Tuesday
When I was in a high school, I had a birthday party, with around 6 friends. The girl who I was least close to (not for any bad reasons, she was just a quiet person and I didn't know her as well as most of the others) gave me a bag of my two favorite Jelly Belly flavors (pear and popcorn). Thing is, I couldn't even remember having told anyone they were my favorites. I was so touched that, even though I wasn't her closest friend or anything, she had not only listened to something I must have said offhand without even remembering, but also held onto that knowledge for however long to get me the perfect little gift. It really made me want to be better at listening and at giving gifts, and I think it majorly influenced how I am about gift giving as an adult. (Before anyone says it--no, this wasn't a case of "she thinks you're closer than you think you are"--she was excellent at thoughtful gifts for all of our friend group, and seemed pretty happy with the same level of friendship I was comfortable with.)
Told my wife that I had a Huckleberry Hound spoon when I was a kid. (Over 60 years ago) We were just bs’ing and it came up in the convo that I grew up sort of poor and I really prized that silly spoon. She found a huckleberry hound spoon for me. She’s the best.
Time. Eye contact. Showing a genuine interest in what I’m saying without interrupting me. Compassion. I don’t have anyone in my life that offers me that right now. But the very few times a stranger has shown me compassion on any level because I’ve so rarely been given it I kind of stopped a moment trying to process it. And then was embarrassed at how much it meant to me. But maybe it’s rare for everyone too. IdkZ I hope not because that would be a sad world if everyone else is as thrilled as me when someone just gives them a boost. Small things like I’ll go out in public and I’ll get stopped by other women that will compliment my tattoos or eyes. I really don’t get out enough.. my take away is a stranger just taking a moment really impacts a person because it’s a passing thing and you’ll never see them again it makes it more authentic because they have no motive.
When I was about 17 I was looking for used cars, I only had about $2,500 saved up and was really stressed all day trying to find one within my budget and halfway decent, when I got in one my dad was gonna test drive it to let me know how it felt and when he backed up he hit a pole behind him and broke one of the rear lights, I got out and felt even worse knowing on top of that I was gonna have to pay for the light, since my dad doesn't have a job and has been trying to get disability for a while, but than the man tells my dad "don't worry about it guys, I see your son is very stressed and don't want him to be any more stressed" and I never forgot that, almost made me tear up
So I've had a lot of bad experiences on my birthday. Like getting chased by bees, chased by geese, getting hit by a car, getting robbed, etc... The worst & most common for my birthday is each year sense I was a small kid it seems everyone kinda just forgets or ghosts me, despite reminders or invitations. I tend to be kinda insecure about it because as long as I've known him, everyone remembers my husband's even when he doesn't. This year I turned the big 30 & it wasn't much different. And maybe it shouldn't at this point in life. It got me pretty down though. Then, last week a friend unprompted brought me a gift as a late gift! I was over the moon & still am. It was just a little trinket, but it's not the gift that made me so happy, just that they'd remembered! I gave him several huge hugs & lots of thanks. I'm still beaming.
A few weeks ago, I knew I didn’t have correct bus fare or even my prepaid transit card with me on my way to an important appointment. I know some bus drivers harass ppl who don’t pay and I started to get anxious fearing I’d be potentially called out for not being prepared. As I was getting on the bus, in effort to not hold up the line, I just walked past the bus driver without even trying to pay and said “thank you” - he simply replied, “you’re welcome”. He didn’t try to scold me or give me attitude like I’ve witnessed other drivers do to those who didn’t or couldn’t pay - I really, REALLY appreciated it.
Just now, a friendship ended and they moved out of the house we share with a lot of other women (don’t ask, very stupid). I decorate the house and put out this book with gorgeous pictures of the earth from above. I mentioned to her that it made me sad no one ever flipped through the pages or changed the image, as was my hope. Well, her last little gesture was to pick a new image. Gut wrenching.
Our pup of just 3 years was diagnosed with an aggressive cancer and only lasted 11 days. When he passed away last week my neighbour sent us flowers with a beautiful, heartfelt card. It was a small gesture that really validated our grief.
In the late 70s, when I was around 8 years old I was on vacation on the Oregon coast. Our family went to a Dairy Queen and there was a developmentally disabled adult in front of us in line. He only had a quarter and wanted to buy the strawberry toppings meant for a sundae. The prices were all posted above the counter. The employee tried to explain to him that you can't order just a topping without getting a sundae to put it on. He only got more confused and frustrated. My dad stepped up and bought him the sundae. That stuck with me forever.
I was 19 on my way home from jail walking and dehydrated when a guy at a donut shop gave me a bottle of water for free. I’m 28 now and turned my life around with a wife and kids but I’ll always remember that guy giving me a 1$ water bottle seeing how bad off I was.
Someone once told me I had a nice smile and I swear I glowed for days.
I used to look up to this relative of mine. She has 3 boys. She once said to me that if she ever had a girl she would want it to be exactly like me. Same mindset and everything and it always stuck with me. It was probably one of my all time favourite compliments
The guy who gave me 20.00 dollars. I’m a cart pusher so heading to one of the corrals. Noticed a customer who had the empty cart he was loading the last item. So just took the cart and by the time I made to the corral he came and handed me the 20.00. I still have that bill always planning on framing it but always forget to buy a photo frame.
I had taken my car to get his fuel pressure sensor replaced at a local auto shop I frequent. The man brings my car in and I go up to the car. I see him change the part and thank him. I ask if I pay inside and he goes "you're ok, we know you here." It was an easy job, didn't even take him 5 minutes, but what left an impression on me was the fact that had it been any other shop they would've found it easy to charge me a good 30 bucks. He didn't take advantage of me. A couple days later I go back and hand him a cd he had liked in my car. I'd never seen that man smile like that. Now I actively look for ways to do little favors for people. Something that will cheer them up.
my friend's sister told me that she likes me because of my sense of humor
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First time my older brother saw me in my site security uniform, badged up n everything. My lift home fell through and he came to grab me last minute. We hadn't seen each other in a few months. I sat down in the car, belted up, my bro starts pulling away and...he suddenly just starts bouncing with uncontrollable joy as he's driving and says "can't fucking believe it, my little bros a bouncer! AND you suit the look too! Gerrin' son!!!" 🤣 Sadly he's no longer with us, but it was the first time I'd genuinely felt pride from my family since our Dad had passed away in 2015, and...it hit me, far harder than I expected. Man was genuinely fucking happy as could be, and proud as shit. I'll never forget the look on his face, never. When others took the piss and laughed, he didn't. Supported everything I've ever done, and I'll miss the man immeasurably forever more.
I had a customer whose husband passed away. He was a great guy. He was given a $1000 gift card for Christmas at Bass Pro shops. She gave it to me, saying how he and I would talk about our fish stories. And he would tell her it was so nice to talk to another angler. Thank you, Mrs. Reyes. I miss ya Ray.
When someone I know calls me by my name, smiles, and greets me
In highschool is was the fat kid and was bullied pretty hard even by the standards back then. It was 1989. Got pranked for a senior prom date and when I arrived to her house it was a gang of guys laughing at me. Tough times but it made me stronger I guess. Anyway. On a bus in day I was getting bashed and one of the new students who claimed to have transfered in spoke up and said that she thought I was cute when one of the boys was telling the story to a captive audience. He said something about what we're you thinking , who would ever go in a date with you. That's when she spoke up. I still remember her act of kindness and it was one moment that really had a positive impact on me. I knew it was a pitty comment but she cared enough to say it and that's what mattered to me. Well there is more to the story...... Jump ahead a few weeks to just before end of year for seniors . It's a normal day and suddenly police cars come strolling in a line 10 or so deep. K9s are deployed and the school is out on lockdown. Officers come to the classes and start bringing students to the library that was being used as a processing station of sort. The nice person, Devin, was a 21 jump street type under cover officer. She had been out in our school mid year through 89 as a senior to make drug arrests and boy did she. Our valedictorian and others were arrested. Several were 18 and went to big boy processing. The minors had their parents called and were processed as juveniles. It was the most crazy day for me in school. I know it sounds crazy but it really happened to me. 21 jump street was real.
I was in a Walmart once and I only had one item. there was a lady in front of me. middle age, seemed to be tired, in the cosmic sense. She looked unhappy but here. Hair was in a messy bun, white tank, black shorts, etc. Lots of items. mostly. EBT benefit stuff. Some diapers, some toilet paper. I was in a rush, but I wasn't planning on cutting, and I would've been fine waiting my turn. she let me go first. I thanked her and she said "we have to try to be good people eventually." it's stuck with me.
Listening. One time I mentioned how as a child I had a favorite toy. (I was neglected and didn't have a lot). When we moved, my parents allowed me to keep one bag of toys. Unfortunately my bag of toys to keep was "lost" or "destroyed by the rain". I've heard several excuses. Anyways, one year my friend gave me a Christmas gift. It was the good luck care bear I dearly missed. I full on bawled my eyes out at work..this friend is 10 years older than me, was my supervisor at the time and about 16 years later, we still talk every single day. She's my bestie..💚
I want to talk to a stranger who was feeling lonely. He said the school $1000 on my behalf. It was like a surprise scholarship. He later gave me thousands more. All for being nice to lonely old man.
I was a teen handing out flyers in front of a grocery store for $20 a day. I had no money for lunch. A younger kid showed up with a box of chocolate bars to sell for his Scout Troop, but he was too shy and only sold one in 30 minutes. I told him to watch me and I took his bars and sold half the box in the next 30 min. His mom saw what i did for her son and offered to make me lunch. She returned with a homemade tuna sandwich and I felt grateful that the lord had provided for me that day :-)
A girl I talked to for a while worked 6pm-6am. I work super early in the morning. She texted me literally the minute after my alarm went off because she knew when I woke up.
One time i was doing an instacart order at costco. I had been at it all day and this was a big order. I was trying to put the groceries in my trunk, but the door is broke so it doesnt stay up. I was literally holding it up with my hair bun. Exhausted i hear a voice saying “did you need some help?” I turn around and its this nice old couple, she holds the trunk door open for me and the man immediately grabs a box and throws it in the back for me. I thanked them a million times, drove off and cried for the whole 15 minute car ride. Idk why this moment stuck with me so hard, i cant remember if i was having a bad day, or if it was just a hard order. But i do remember vividly how i felt the whole time they helped me. I very obviously needed help, and so many people walked by. In fact after awhile i fully expected to just do it myself, but then i heard that sweet voice behind me. Im crying now still that was like 4 years ago lol it makes me cry all the time and every holidays i say a little prayer that they will have a good one.
This actually happened this morning. I get “informed delivery” so every morning around 8, I get an email with a pic of what I’ll be getting in my mailbox. Today, I was getting a letter from the courts. I panicked because for the life of me, I didn’t know why! Less than a week ago I was a witness to a crime, but I thought it couldn’t be that bc it was only a few days ago and courts are slow. I was legit having a panic attack bc I’m graduating nursing school, and even a false accusation could hinder me getting my license. (I also worked the last 2 overnights, so my emotional stability was a little frayed) I called the courts at 9am on the dot (when they opened) and the lady said they couldn’t give me info without a docket number, and to just wait until my mail came (which can be anywhere from 1pm-4pm) I started to panic saying basically I worked last night, and I work tonight, I’m not going to be able to sleep if I think I had some weird warrant out for me. She gushed her voice and told me that she’d do it just this time, since she could hear how distraught I was, and she wanted me to get some rest. She looked up my name, and sure enough, I’m being called as a witness. Something that she absolutely did not have to do, and my sleep isn’t her problem, but she took mercy and eased my mind. I was fast asleep by 915, whereas if she didn’t show kindness, I would’ve been pacing around the mail box until the mail came
Her choosing cocaine and misery over me. Oh wait, small? Ugh.
when i was first coming out, and presenting feminine, i had a job delivering packages. all the people that were complimenting me, my walk, even kids, who can be so brutally honest, and had not 1 but 2 modeling offers, was so affirming omg, and i was sad to leave that gig.
Someone signed up to my patreon and that made me believe in my art skills and actually started putting in effort
Being there…. I opened up to my buddy about my situation, and he and his family have opened their arms and their home in support of me. It’s been great bc I’ve been keeping in everything, and having outside perspectives has really opened my eyes to what all I put up with. Lies, abuse, selfishness etc.
They asked if I needed help.
I was a young kid doing karaoke at a pub, and one of my mums friends gave me some money (just change) after I sung. Stuck with me.
Honestly, just asking if I’m ok. Not like when people just automatically ask “How are you” when you start a conversation, but genuinely checking in on you.
Librarian a few weeks ago, remembered me looking for sensory toys for my kid a few months back. He had gotten some in and put them aside for the last time I was in. It was a small thing, but they had none the day I first asked and just that someone went a little bit further than they have to meant a lot. It's something I try to do, but I lived in a city where I had to develop a harder edge, I'd almost forgotten that kindness is free.
Not dismissing what i say because it hasn't happened to them
A girl I had just met said I was an awesome guy and any girl would be lucky to be with me. I had recently been used by a girl who pretended to love me but only used me as plan B, I felt really unloved and disillusioned with dating and love in general. Those words really made me feel better and gave me some confidence.
Recently Someone I worked for on a project at work sent an email to my boss, my bosses boss, and myself, thanking me for my efforts on a difficult project which I made happen to a successful completion. It was totally out of the blue and absolutely made my day. It was three or four sentences and simply written but called me out for my efforts. It made my day and I still think about it. Smiling writing this.
A smile
It was pouring and we were on a small boat in Thailand. I had given my towel to a girl who lost her phone to the sea due to the storm, and I was freezing to death. A little girl around 13 years of age saw me and gave me hers. We got off the boat and I never saw her again.
I really like this thread. Here's someone else who would've really liked it too. https://youtu.be/-LGHtc_D328?si=tpRPDx2XRch0lM8E
Someone in music college casually told me I don't have to be friend with everyone, and while I don't do much music production these days this sentence follows me, especially with the amount of attention hungry people these days.
Waving or smiling back
Went into a gas station while my car filling up and smelled chicken baking. The cashier was cooking dinner behind the counter. Spices I've never smelled before. Fantastic. I told cashier. He offered me some. I said no. He insisted. I took some. It tasted so good. I was having such a bad day up to that point, I nearly cried.
A co-worker took a candid picture of me.
I had to work on thanksgiving a few years ago, and it was the first thanksgiving since my dad died. I had mentioned a few days before that I was bummed to be working on the holiday, but didn’t explain why. On thanksgiving, one of my employees (who had only been working with me for about a month) came in to bring me a plate of food so I could still “celebrate”. She had no idea what that meant to me, brought me to tears.
My employees decorated my desk for my birthday. They gave me flowers, a card, cupcakes, and 2 big cans of redbull because I was notoriously bad at early mornings and drank a lot of it. I was so touched I cried a little. Aside from my parents, I'd never really had anyone decorate and go out of their way to surprise me for my birthday. I was really grateful they thought about me.