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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It's not much..... but it changed my life...
A few years ago, a friend borrowed me some shoes.
I was down in the dumps, i was going through a bad split up with the missus (and still living with her)and was out of work,I skint and pathetic if the truth be known. I was a coward and could have patched my relationship up, but didn't.... For the last few weeks, we grew apart and she made a decision to move away.
What has this got to do with shoes, i hear you ask? Well, i'll tell you (in a bit).
In my town, work consisted of mostly labour type work or office jobs or retail. Boring stuff, stuff that would have ruined my soul if i'd have stayed there, as i was already feeling depressed with the fact that my girlfriend was moving down south, planning on leaving me permanently.... so the idea of sitting in an office or working in a shop wasn't great.
Anyhow, i was skint. I was so skint, i couldn't buy shoes... but somehow i'd managed to wangle an interview at an arts centre which would consist of working with bands, artists and creative people.... Fine, much better than sitting in a dull office.
But all I had was scruffy trainers... I had no chance.
So my good mate Brogan comes and visits me, trying to cheer me up, knowing that i'm depressed and on a downward trail. So, he tells me to hang about and wait....
And he gets on the bus and heads out of town, jumps on another bus and goes home to grab a really nice and comfy and smart pair of black shoes. He then jumps two buses back and tells me to check if they fit.
And they did... and he convinces me to take the job, to stop worrying about the ex and to get on with my life. To take a new step into a new position and to appreciate what i've got....
And i took that interview and gave it my 100% best effort and i got the job and kept it and loved it and he was made up for me and told me to keep the shoes... :)
But.... a week or so later, all happy with my job, i get back home to find my girlfriend/ex with tears in her eyes waiting for me at the door....
But, this wasn't anything to do with our relationship....
She told me that Brogan had died. Of a drug overdose, due to getting involved with the wrong people.
I was wearing his shoes when she told me the news....
So, I just want to take this opportunity to say.... Thankyou Brogan, I never got to say goodbye mate, but you changed my life.
I was too busy being wrapped up in my own pit of despair, that i forgot to look at the real life that was out there.... and at the same time, i realised how easily things can change.
I still have the job and I now do about twenty different things in there, as a result of that, I managed to get experience that put me onto my degree, got me away from the depressing split up and changed my life and gave me a more positive outlook on life....
So again, thanks for going all the way home for those shoes.
R.I.P mate, I miss you and I love you for what you did man.
( , Tue 7 Oct 2008, 1:32, 9 replies)
A few years ago, a friend borrowed me some shoes.
I was down in the dumps, i was going through a bad split up with the missus (and still living with her)and was out of work,I skint and pathetic if the truth be known. I was a coward and could have patched my relationship up, but didn't.... For the last few weeks, we grew apart and she made a decision to move away.
What has this got to do with shoes, i hear you ask? Well, i'll tell you (in a bit).
In my town, work consisted of mostly labour type work or office jobs or retail. Boring stuff, stuff that would have ruined my soul if i'd have stayed there, as i was already feeling depressed with the fact that my girlfriend was moving down south, planning on leaving me permanently.... so the idea of sitting in an office or working in a shop wasn't great.
Anyhow, i was skint. I was so skint, i couldn't buy shoes... but somehow i'd managed to wangle an interview at an arts centre which would consist of working with bands, artists and creative people.... Fine, much better than sitting in a dull office.
But all I had was scruffy trainers... I had no chance.
So my good mate Brogan comes and visits me, trying to cheer me up, knowing that i'm depressed and on a downward trail. So, he tells me to hang about and wait....
And he gets on the bus and heads out of town, jumps on another bus and goes home to grab a really nice and comfy and smart pair of black shoes. He then jumps two buses back and tells me to check if they fit.
And they did... and he convinces me to take the job, to stop worrying about the ex and to get on with my life. To take a new step into a new position and to appreciate what i've got....
And i took that interview and gave it my 100% best effort and i got the job and kept it and loved it and he was made up for me and told me to keep the shoes... :)
But.... a week or so later, all happy with my job, i get back home to find my girlfriend/ex with tears in her eyes waiting for me at the door....
But, this wasn't anything to do with our relationship....
She told me that Brogan had died. Of a drug overdose, due to getting involved with the wrong people.
I was wearing his shoes when she told me the news....
So, I just want to take this opportunity to say.... Thankyou Brogan, I never got to say goodbye mate, but you changed my life.
I was too busy being wrapped up in my own pit of despair, that i forgot to look at the real life that was out there.... and at the same time, i realised how easily things can change.
I still have the job and I now do about twenty different things in there, as a result of that, I managed to get experience that put me onto my degree, got me away from the depressing split up and changed my life and gave me a more positive outlook on life....
So again, thanks for going all the way home for those shoes.
R.I.P mate, I miss you and I love you for what you did man.
( , Tue 7 Oct 2008, 1:32, 9 replies)
Sometimes the 'I like this!' button isn't quite appropriate, if you know what I mean
but I'm clicking it anyway
( , Tue 7 Oct 2008, 2:37, closed)
but I'm clicking it anyway
( , Tue 7 Oct 2008, 2:37, closed)
I'm going to do something nice for you right now.
Show you how to use "borrowed" and "lent" correctly.
www.eslbase.com/grammar/lend-borrow
I'm sure this will also help in interviews.
( , Tue 7 Oct 2008, 11:37, closed)
Show you how to use "borrowed" and "lent" correctly.
www.eslbase.com/grammar/lend-borrow
I'm sure this will also help in interviews.
( , Tue 7 Oct 2008, 11:37, closed)
haha
Apologies... I was stoned and thinking faster than i was typing.
( , Tue 7 Oct 2008, 18:21, closed)
Apologies... I was stoned and thinking faster than i was typing.
( , Tue 7 Oct 2008, 18:21, closed)
Clicky
I'm unlurking for this one. That's got to be the most heartfelt thing I've ever seen here.
Sounds like he was a great mate; I reckon that he'd be happy you could take something good away from a tragedy like that.
( , Tue 7 Oct 2008, 11:40, closed)
I'm unlurking for this one. That's got to be the most heartfelt thing I've ever seen here.
Sounds like he was a great mate; I reckon that he'd be happy you could take something good away from a tragedy like that.
( , Tue 7 Oct 2008, 11:40, closed)
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