It was the weekend of my first work AGM, I was in Halifax with G gearing up for what would be an awesome weekend of meeting new people, motivational speeches and of course, free booze! 700 people registered for the AGM, which included staff from head office that I was yet to meet. You can bet I was intimidated, so to make sure I made a perfect first impression I needed the perfect outfit. Within hours of being in the city I had new clothes and accessories arranged on the bed at the Hotel, and one beautiful pair of purple pumps that robbed my heart of only 30 bucks.
On Saturday night I was dressed to impress and proudly wore my cute new shoes. One hour into the evening I realized these cute new shoes were HELL on heels. I cringed with every step I took knowing that blisters were taking over my poor little feet, but in trying to act professional I sucked it up and kept going. When the night was finally over we were given a chit to call a cab, but of course we had no luck getting a cab at 3am in the middle of a blizzard. Arm in arm, G and I crawled through the snow storm towards our Hotel until finally, a cab pulled up. ACT OF KINDNESS #1. A young couple very generously offered to share the cab with us because the weather was so horrible and clearly I was struggling.
I started complaining about the shoes. I said things like, "Remind me to NEVER wear these again!" and, "I'm throwing these shoes in the garbage when we get home!" So I asked the girl beside me what size feet she had, and when she replied 7, which is my size, I offered them to her. I warned her that they were super uncomfortable and that she too would hand them off after one wear but gave her the option of tryign them out. The shoes were BRAND new and so adorable, so I wasn't surprised when she said she'd take them. Perhaps she did the smart thing and bought insoles, or wore them somewhere that didn't involve standing, dancing or walking all night long. I wonder if she still have them in her closet? ACT OF KINDNESS #2 AND #3. Not only did she get a new pair of shoes out of the deal, but a free cab ride thanks to our chit!
If you're wondering how I got into the Hotel, I wish I could say G carried me in, but instead I pranced through the slush in my tights and it felt so good.
So it's 3am-ish and we have a killer craving for munchies. Vending machine in the building? Nope. Order pizza? Why would we when our friends down the hall have leftover pizza? I run down the hall, but our friends weren't back yet. No luck! On my way back up the hall a random stranger, an older man that should have been in bed at that point, walked towards me with a grocery bag in each hand. He looked at me and said, "Want some of this?" I nodded at him with a raised eyebrow, without even knowing what it was I was agreeing to, and sure enough, ACT OF KINDNESS # 4, he hands me a bag of junk food. How RANDOM is that? He kept down the hall and entered a room as I stood stunned, sure that I was just visited by an Angel from Munchie Heaven.
So that is my totally random story of four acts of kindness, all directly effecting me in one weekend. I wanted to share this story because some of you may find it inspiring, and although it's a bit weird, it may motivate you to do something kind for a stranger.