Being with the same company for the past 20 years has been an experience and a blessing. I am sure they sometimes shake their heads and wonder what in the world I am thinking, but as a rule we all pretty much follow the same path.
There are delivery drivers who have delivered to us for years. UPS, FED-EX, and others. I may not remember these folks first names, but they are familiar and unfailingly helpful. I always try to be nice and pleasant. I have been in other offices when delivery people have entered and I was ashamed the office folk treated them so poorly. We are all people doing our jobs, whether you wear Prada shoes or big box store sneakers, we are all the same.
This time of year a “thank you” or” have a great day”, or even”don’t run over anyone”. Usually makes them smile.
Pleasantries don’t cost you anything. But the return on them can be monumental.
The Christmas tunes are playing here at work. Boxes are being delivered. It will be the end of the year soon enough. There are things to wish for. I wish the sun would shine a few more days this month. The gloom and cold and snow, make me dislike winter. I wish everyone could get just one thing they wished for this year. Sometimes that is an easy fix. Sometimes it doesn’t involve money or stuff. Sometimes it involves spending time with someone . Having a visit. Visits can be worth a million bucks to a person who can’t get out and about anymore.
I know I have said this before, probably every single year, but do something for someone who doesn’t expect it. Buy a coffee for a stranger. Hold a door for someone who has their arms full. Offer to run an errand for a family member. Or even take them to an appointment and just keep them company.
My friend, who is also a neighbor, showed up at my door unexpectedly the other night. She had ice melter for my sidewalk and gas tank additive for my car.She knew I hadn’t gotten either when I was out shopping. I was totally surprised. Almost speechless. I try to be the one who anticipates stuff other people have forgotten. She beat me too it. I almost cried when she left.
To the people here at work, thanks for putting up with me all these years. To the delivery people who deliver here, thank you for lifting those heavy boxes. To our mail people thank you for being so nice and friendly, it is always nice to see you. To the people who read my column, thank you for letting me write. Thank you for reading . To my neighbor, and friend, thank you for being so considerate.
Maybe next week if the sun shines, I can find something funny to write about. Maybe I will tell you the story of the shoes, or the display rack I managed to topple over. Or maybe not?
Tis the season, you know, be happy, decorate and all that jazz