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 stopped someone getting bullied, maybe
Just the other day (Monday to be precise) I'd finished work for the day and wandered down into town for a quick coffee before heading home.
I went into a coffee shop and joined the queue. In front of me were three lads, one of whom was considerably larger than the other two. I'd guess that the bigger one was about 15 or 16 and the others around 12 or 13. Anyway, they were all from the local college and the big lad looked like he was about to kick off big time....
It's strange when you see a fight beginning to unfold before you...the other people in the shop backed away and as I looked around at them plenty averted their gaze and suddenly found the scratched pattern on the tabletop to be the most interesting thing they'd seen for years.
Normally I would probably have been just like the others there - closely examining the table and attempting to pretend this wasn't happening in front of me....Let's not get involved, we might get hurt.
But maybe because it was the first day back at work for me and I was feeling very positive or maybe the effect of constantly sorting out a certain pair of ten year olds who fight most of the time...
I stepped forward, folded my not inconsiderable arms (just ask Captain Placid) and 'loomed' over them with my Teacher Face.
Bearing in mind that I was in heels, I stood a full 5'10", weigh somewhere around 140-150lbs and have the face of a well-smacked child. I'm not threatening in the slightest....
However, all three lads turned to look at me and the big one muttered something like, 'Hummphh' and shambled off.
The two small lads then began to breathe normally again and soon asked me about the different sizes of drinks available...I told them and thought that was that.
About an hour later I was sitting on the bus waiting for it to pull away when someone banged on the window next to me.
It was the two little lads - all smiles, waving at me and mouthing 'Thank you!'
Aww! I thought.
Bet they got beaten up the next day instead
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 16:16, 6 replies)
Just the other day (Monday to be precise) I'd finished work for the day and wandered down into town for a quick coffee before heading home.
I went into a coffee shop and joined the queue. In front of me were three lads, one of whom was considerably larger than the other two. I'd guess that the bigger one was about 15 or 16 and the others around 12 or 13. Anyway, they were all from the local college and the big lad looked like he was about to kick off big time....
It's strange when you see a fight beginning to unfold before you...the other people in the shop backed away and as I looked around at them plenty averted their gaze and suddenly found the scratched pattern on the tabletop to be the most interesting thing they'd seen for years.
Normally I would probably have been just like the others there - closely examining the table and attempting to pretend this wasn't happening in front of me....Let's not get involved, we might get hurt.
But maybe because it was the first day back at work for me and I was feeling very positive or maybe the effect of constantly sorting out a certain pair of ten year olds who fight most of the time...
I stepped forward, folded my not inconsiderable arms (just ask Captain Placid) and 'loomed' over them with my Teacher Face.
Bearing in mind that I was in heels, I stood a full 5'10", weigh somewhere around 140-150lbs and have the face of a well-smacked child. I'm not threatening in the slightest....
However, all three lads turned to look at me and the big one muttered something like, 'Hummphh' and shambled off.
The two small lads then began to breathe normally again and soon asked me about the different sizes of drinks available...I told them and thought that was that.
About an hour later I was sitting on the bus waiting for it to pull away when someone banged on the window next to me.
It was the two little lads - all smiles, waving at me and mouthing 'Thank you!'
Aww! I thought.
Bet they got beaten up the next day instead
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 16:16, 6 replies)
Yeah
I caught up with them later and gave them a double doing for being a chickenladys pet.
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 16:42, closed)
I caught up with them later and gave them a double doing for being a chickenladys pet.
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 16:42, closed)
*Shakes fist*
You big bully you!
Come here and feel my forearms! That'll frighten you and no mistake!
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 16:46, closed)
You big bully you!
Come here and feel my forearms! That'll frighten you and no mistake!
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 16:46, closed)
damn you
You got there first (again)
Well done Chicken lady - if more people stepped in - the world would be a fluffier place
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 16:49, closed)
You got there first (again)
Well done Chicken lady - if more people stepped in - the world would be a fluffier place
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 16:49, closed)
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