The nicest thing someone's ever done for me
In amongst all the tales of bitterness and poo, we occasionally get fluffy stories that bring a small tear to our internet-jaded eyes.
In celebration of this, what is the nicest thing someone's done for you? Whether you thoroughly deserved it or it came out of the blue, tell us of heartwarming, selfless acts by others.
Failing that, what nice things have you done for other people, whether they liked it or not?
( , Thu 2 Oct 2008, 16:14)
In amongst all the tales of bitterness and poo, we occasionally get fluffy stories that bring a small tear to our internet-jaded eyes.
In celebration of this, what is the nicest thing someone's done for you? Whether you thoroughly deserved it or it came out of the blue, tell us of heartwarming, selfless acts by others.
Failing that, what nice things have you done for other people, whether they liked it or not?
( , Thu 2 Oct 2008, 16:14)
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'Meatatarian'
When I was a poor student, I was extremely hard up. I wasn’t able to get a full loan because my mum and dad earned just over the means tested threshold. It didn’t really bother me that much but as a consequence I had to count my pennies, drink at home before I went out, make sandwiches if I went on a trip somewhere (like the city centre) etc.
Anyway, not rich, but no real money for luxuries.
I was using the library computers late at night talking to some people I had met on a chat room. It was what I did sometimes to pass the time when I had finished studying in the library.
So I was chatting with this one girl and we were swapping life stories as you do. She was from somewhere in America, and she was a journalism major but her parents were quite well off so she was cruising through college. She was in her room with her laptop (1996!) surfing around.
She asked me where I was and stuff and I told her I was in this grotty library on campus, starving away. She asked me to hold on for a few minutes, and then she was back and chatting and asking me how long I was gonna be on for, and I said I don’t know, an hour or so.
A little while later, a security guard comes up to me and asks if I am Mr. Powervator (not my nick then but you know). I say yeah, and he asks me to go to the foyer of the library. BRB, I write on the chat room.
Two family size pizzas, one ‘meatatarian’, and one vegetarian are waiting for me.
“I didn’t order these” I say to the pizza dude.
“S’alright mate, they are already paid for, enjoy”.
I walked back to my computer with the steaming bundles of joy, sat down, and saw that she has left me a message asking me if I was enjoying my pizza?
It was obvious what had happened now but back then I still couldn’t make the connection between the computer and real life.
“How do you know I have pizza?” I foolishly asked.
“Cos I ordered it for you dummy!” She wrote back.
We have now lived together for five years.
( , Thu 2 Oct 2008, 17:18, 19 replies)
When I was a poor student, I was extremely hard up. I wasn’t able to get a full loan because my mum and dad earned just over the means tested threshold. It didn’t really bother me that much but as a consequence I had to count my pennies, drink at home before I went out, make sandwiches if I went on a trip somewhere (like the city centre) etc.
Anyway, not rich, but no real money for luxuries.
I was using the library computers late at night talking to some people I had met on a chat room. It was what I did sometimes to pass the time when I had finished studying in the library.
So I was chatting with this one girl and we were swapping life stories as you do. She was from somewhere in America, and she was a journalism major but her parents were quite well off so she was cruising through college. She was in her room with her laptop (1996!) surfing around.
She asked me where I was and stuff and I told her I was in this grotty library on campus, starving away. She asked me to hold on for a few minutes, and then she was back and chatting and asking me how long I was gonna be on for, and I said I don’t know, an hour or so.
A little while later, a security guard comes up to me and asks if I am Mr. Powervator (not my nick then but you know). I say yeah, and he asks me to go to the foyer of the library. BRB, I write on the chat room.
Two family size pizzas, one ‘meatatarian’, and one vegetarian are waiting for me.
“I didn’t order these” I say to the pizza dude.
“S’alright mate, they are already paid for, enjoy”.
I walked back to my computer with the steaming bundles of joy, sat down, and saw that she has left me a message asking me if I was enjoying my pizza?
It was obvious what had happened now but back then I still couldn’t make the connection between the computer and real life.
“How do you know I have pizza?” I foolishly asked.
“Cos I ordered it for you dummy!” She wrote back.
We have now lived together for five years.
( , Thu 2 Oct 2008, 17:18, 19 replies)
Awwww....
The way to a man's heart is through his stomach.
Or through his chest.
Lovely, clickety-type story!
( , Thu 2 Oct 2008, 17:29, closed)
The way to a man's heart is through his stomach.
Or through his chest.
Lovely, clickety-type story!
( , Thu 2 Oct 2008, 17:29, closed)
That gets a click
For being unbeleivably soppy and lovely. To (mis)quote Clerks, if a girl brings you lasagne to work then you know she's a keeper..... Similar enough!
( , Thu 2 Oct 2008, 17:54, closed)
For being unbeleivably soppy and lovely. To (mis)quote Clerks, if a girl brings you lasagne to work then you know she's a keeper..... Similar enough!
( , Thu 2 Oct 2008, 17:54, closed)
Pizza is 'ftw'
You should keep her forever (if the sex is as good as the pizza was...)
*clicky*
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 14:43, closed)
You should keep her forever (if the sex is as good as the pizza was...)
*clicky*
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 14:43, closed)
Supreme
with extra cheese. *click*
What a lovely gesture, and even better to know there was a happily ever after
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 18:35, closed)
with extra cheese. *click*
What a lovely gesture, and even better to know there was a happily ever after
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 18:35, closed)
Awesome
and as an added bonus, she didn't turn out to be a big hairy psychotic man who found out where you lived and came round to rape you. Hurrah!
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 20:15, closed)
and as an added bonus, she didn't turn out to be a big hairy psychotic man who found out where you lived and came round to rape you. Hurrah!
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 20:15, closed)
King
That is a crowning moment of heartwarming. Really, really nice.
( , Sat 4 Oct 2008, 15:58, closed)
That is a crowning moment of heartwarming. Really, really nice.
( , Sat 4 Oct 2008, 15:58, closed)
Great stuff
I love this story for the simplicity. A lot of the stories here are along the lines of people being there when you really need them. That's fantastic and all, but a lot of people can step up a gear if needed. I like this because there was no need for the kindness, it was just nothing more than a nice thing to do. Nothing terrible would have happened if she hadn't ordered the pizza, but it put a smile on your face, which is lovely.
Top lass.
( , Tue 7 Oct 2008, 10:55, closed)
I love this story for the simplicity. A lot of the stories here are along the lines of people being there when you really need them. That's fantastic and all, but a lot of people can step up a gear if needed. I like this because there was no need for the kindness, it was just nothing more than a nice thing to do. Nothing terrible would have happened if she hadn't ordered the pizza, but it put a smile on your face, which is lovely.
Top lass.
( , Tue 7 Oct 2008, 10:55, closed)
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