All aboard the niceness train
If you came here looking for a cute story, you are in LUCK!
So. I'm out running errands and I'm like, oh, crap, I have to get gas. So that's what I do.
I always get bored when I'm putting gas in the car. I love that I can sit on my couch and do nothing for hours and be perfectly fine with it, but standing for 97 seconds and doing nothing while I wait for the gas tank to fill up? TORTURE! If I talk on the phone, I might blow up. If I get back in the car, I might blow up. At least according to the scary emails my mom forwards me. So I usually (sloppily, half-assedley) wash the windows instead.
So I'm washing the windows, and all of a sudden this guy comes up to me and hands me a rose, one of the roses they sell inside the gas station. "Here," he says. "I hope you're having a great day." He turns around, and I'm like, "Thank you!" And he's like, "Have a great day!"
And then he gets in his truck, waves and honks his horn a few times as he passes me, and drives away.
Can you believe that? Isn't that random?! No asking my name, no asking my number. He just gave me a flower and told me to have a nice day. He wasn't even a weirdo! He was a nice, normal-looking young guy. And while I was pumping gas, no less! SO NICE!
So now I feel like I need to pay it forward and do something nice for someone. Any suggestions?
And hey! I know you're supposed to do nice things for no reason, but let's do this. If you want to do something nice for someone (anything nice, including entering Manic's contest!) and put it in the comments, I'll pick one of them out of a hat at the end of the week and send the winner a prize. Yeah? Sound good? OK, good.
Awwww. Being nice is so ... nice. I love it.