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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I love Mr Oliver
One evening in my lovely little boozer I caught two fellows in the cubicle together and proceeded to try and through them out.
To cut a long story short, I ended up with my wrist shattered and a face like in my profile pic.
Now, when I get out of hospital I'm greeted by all manner of well wishers and cards from these people but there was one that caught my eye.
Oliver, for that is his name, is the most polite octogenarian you'll ever meet, and is always a beautiful person whenever he totters in the pub. When I get to his letter it leaves me in tears. He wrote that he was appalled to hear that I had been put in hospital and how he hoped I got better and, bearing in mind this man is not a well off pensioner, he had slipped a tenner in with a note that I was to buy myself something to cheer myself up.
I don't care that there is no humous here, I just thought that the rest of the world should know that Oliver is so amazingly kind it made me cry like a girl.
( , Thu 2 Oct 2008, 18:08, Reply)
One evening in my lovely little boozer I caught two fellows in the cubicle together and proceeded to try and through them out.
To cut a long story short, I ended up with my wrist shattered and a face like in my profile pic.
Now, when I get out of hospital I'm greeted by all manner of well wishers and cards from these people but there was one that caught my eye.
Oliver, for that is his name, is the most polite octogenarian you'll ever meet, and is always a beautiful person whenever he totters in the pub. When I get to his letter it leaves me in tears. He wrote that he was appalled to hear that I had been put in hospital and how he hoped I got better and, bearing in mind this man is not a well off pensioner, he had slipped a tenner in with a note that I was to buy myself something to cheer myself up.
I don't care that there is no humous here, I just thought that the rest of the world should know that Oliver is so amazingly kind it made me cry like a girl.
( , Thu 2 Oct 2008, 18:08, Reply)
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