When we go to the grocery store, out to eat, get gas, etc.; it’s easy to get caught up in our own lives and forget we are walking into others.
In April, Jaime Primak Sullivan, wrote on Facebook that she is the worst mom ever.
So... I am the meanest mom ever... Like... Ever.
Took the kids to Dairy Queen after dinner. They ordered their dessert choices and we waited about 5 minutes for them to call out our number. The young lady (maybe 17) handed each child their ice cream. Not one looked her in the eye. Not one said thank you. Not to her, not to me... So I waited. I counted to 10 in my head as they dug into their ice cream and the young lady just looked at me (probably because she thought I was hearing voices) and I watched as my children strolled out the door. I followed them outside where I calmly collected their ice creams and my kids watched in horror as I deposited them into the nearby garbage can. All 3 launched into mass hysteria. I waited. Quiet. Calm. When they realized I had something to say, they quieted down.
I explained that one day, if they were lucky, they would work a job like that young lady. And I would hope that people would see them. Really see them. Look them in the eye and say thank you. We are too old at 8/7/5 to move through our days without exercising manners and honestly basic human decency.
So today, I am the meanest mom in the world.
We love her.
The other day I went into the city (Pittsburgh) for a job interview. In a few short hours, I made an impression on dozens of lives.
The parking attendant.
The others walking into the city.
The others walking into the building.
The security guard.
The elevator attendant.
Those in the elevator.
The recruiter's receptionist.
The Starbucks baristas.
The firm’s receptionist.
The human resource department head.
The other applicants.
The homeless woman standing on the interstate.
The people in the cars passing the homeless woman.
The people in the cars when I beckoned the lady off the interstate.
The man who watched as I gave her the last of my money.
The construction workers.
The parking attendant once more.
That was the first meeting of my busy day. In each of those interactions, I had a choice. It would have been easy for me to ignore everyone, after all I was downtown for an job interview. Something that was going to literally change my future. I had nerves and butterflies wondering if I was on the path God wanted me to take. I could have said nothing to them. I could have not made eye contact. I could have ignored them, but I chose love. I choose to treat everyone with respect, love and kindness.
Let’s all choose love.
Greet people with a smile. Say, “Hello,” “Please,” “Thank you,” ask them “How are you doing today,” acknowledge that they are a person and they deserve love.