unexpected kindnesses

[chipbutty]

those things someone just does for you that were completely unexpected:


yesterday my elderly neighbour a few doors along knocked and asked if I'd like their tv, since they'd just had a new one delivered, and they wanted nothing for it just didn't like to think of the delivery men dumping it or selling it on.

thinking it might replace on of the sets upstairs with some dodgy av connection (after number 2 son has used it and managed to knacker it), and being pretty skint, I said 'yes please'. Her son brought over a 28" LCD Sony in perfect condition. Ok, it may be a Weger, which I assume might be first gen lcd or something(?), but it's now sitting in the living room in place of the other old-style deep tv I had there.

Wasn't that really kind of them?


tomorrow I shall buy them something - flowers or a cake or something just to say thankyou.

[TurdFergeson]

Free stuff is always nice.

[chipbutty]

Originally Posted by TurdFergeson

Free stuff is always nice.

swine flu?
being flipped the bird?




free stuff can be really nice, yeah, but it's more the mentality of the old couple to think to ask me if I wanted it. It made me think 'awwww, bless ...'

[glynndah]

Sounds like a perfect opportunity to pass the blessings on. Do something nice for someone else.

Thank your neighbors, too, of course.

[Fuckette]

Originally Posted by chipbutty

those things someone just does for you that were completely unexpected:



Wasn't that really kind of them?


tomorrow I shall buy them something - flowers or a cake or something just to say thankyou.

When I first started dating my hubs, I decided to give him all the loving in the world because he is very thoughtful.
I had never told him this but I hate having to deal with parking, car stuff. When we go out on the town we take my car because it is convertible more fun etc... He always drive us home, without me telling him, he parks my car in reverse so it is easier for me . When he drives my car, he always tops off the fuel tank.
Those little things....

[Angeline]

Originally Posted by chipbutty

those things someone just does for you that were completely unexpected:


yesterday my elderly neighbour a few doors along knocked and asked if I'd like their tv, since they'd just had a new one delivered, and they wanted nothing for it just didn't like to think of the delivery men dumping it or selling it on.

thinking it might replace on of the sets upstairs with some dodgy av connection (after number 2 son has used it and managed to knacker it), and being pretty skint, I said 'yes please'. Her son brought over a 28" LCD Sony in perfect condition. Ok, it may be a Weger, which I assume might be first gen lcd or something(?), but it's now sitting in the living room in place of the other old-style deep tv I had there.

Wasn't that really kind of them?


tomorrow I shall buy them something - flowers or a cake or something just to say thankyou.

I'm replacing my car this year and the other night, I called my son and told him I would give him my Hyundai, even drive it down to Philly for him. It was very kind of me, but I'm a really nice mommy.

[omgitselaine]

Originally Posted by Fuckette

When I first started dating my hubs, I decided to give him all the loving in the world because he is very thoughtful.
I had never told him this but I hate having to deal with parking, car stuff. When we go out on the town we take my car because it is convertible more fun etc... He always drive us home, without me telling him, he parks my car in reverse so it is easier for me . When he drives my car, he always tops off the fuel tank.
Those little things....

Awwwww how sweet of your husband to do those " little " things but then again i am sure thats why you married him some men do not realize those little every day acts of kindness is often more appreciated than those once a year expensive gifts though those are nice you're very blessed !

[omgitselaine]

Those unexpected acts of kindness are i feel little ways that God does to us to simply show us that He is watching over us i think it's very important to yes repay that act ... if possible to the ones who was kind to you but as long as we "repay" someone one way or another i feel these acts of kindness would go on and on continually which makes even more people happier I remember a commercial recently that showed these kinds of act of kindness .... person holding the door for someone , then that person did another act to someone else and on and on ..... it's my favorite commercial

[English Lady]

Those unexpected kindnesses are what make me love people.

Someone I have only ever known online sent me a laptop when my newly acquired one died a death and I knew I couldn't afford to replace it...that's one of many I've experienced. I just hope I manage to pass it on now and then. Kindness is best when spread generously around.

[blunt_trauma]

http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=468586

seems apt to the thread.

[Image]

It happens all the time if we're opened to it and regift when we can...

I recall about 10 years ago when we were building the cabin we used to live in. We'd bought the land and figured we'd just camp until we finished it. When the older couple who lived on the other side of the mountain came to introduce themselves and found out we planned on camping (it was early summer) she said "Oh no, honey, you can't do that!"

They insisted we stay in one of their cabins at no charge until it was done. Electric included. It took 10 months to finish and we went through winter. They wouldn't accept a penny towards expenses so every month we just donated 200$ to their little church. Of course they would rather have us join instead but...

Turns out we bought all kinds of stuff, new pews, tables, helped with building projects, etc.

You reap what you sow!

[chipbutty]

Originally Posted by Fuckette

... I hate having to deal with parking, car stuff. When we go out on the town we take my car because it is convertible more fun etc... He always drive us home, without me telling him, he parks my car in reverse so it is easier for me . When he drives my car, he always tops off the fuel tank.
...

these things are so much more than they seem. lucky you!

Originally Posted by Angeline

I'm replacing my car this year and the other night, I called my son and told him I would give him my Hyundai, even drive it down to Philly for him. It was very kind of me, but I'm a really nice mommy.

you are indeed. a gold star for being a cool AND generous mom.

Originally Posted by omgitselaine

Those unexpected acts of kindness are i feel little ways that God does to us to simply show us that He is watching over us i think it's very important to yes repay that act ... if possible to the ones who was kind to you but as long as we "repay" someone one way or another i feel these acts of kindness would go on and on continually which makes even more people happier I remember a commercial recently that showed these kinds of act of kindness .... person holding the door for someone , then that person did another act to someone else and on and on ..... it's my favorite commercial

yup - I guess I have always kinda done my thing anyway like helping people decorate or redo their gardens, and others have certainly helped me a lot when the ex virtually stripped the house under the guise of us all 'moving'. I've kown them all about 25 years now and we all take in parcels for eachother, offer to pick up stuff from the shops, give lifts and so on. But they could have so easily sold this tv and made at least £100 quickly, maybe more.

Originally Posted by English Lady

Those unexpected kindnesses are what make me love people.

Someone I have only ever known online sent me a laptop when my newly acquired one died a death and I knew I couldn't afford to replace it...that's one of many I've experienced. I just hope I manage to pass it on now and then. Kindness is best when spread generously around.

How very generous of them. It warms your cockles, doesn't it? Being nice kinda creates a ripple effect, doesn't it?

Originally Posted by blunt_trauma

http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=468586

seems apt to the thread.

it was.
Your mum rocks.
Thanks for posting that - it was worth reading.

Originally Posted by Image

It happens all the time if we're opened to it and regift when we can...

I recall about 10 years ago when we were building the cabin we used to live in. We'd bought the land and figured we'd just camp until we finished it. When the older couple who lived on the other side of the mountain came to introduce themselves and found out we planned on camping (it was early summer) she said "Oh no, honey, you can't do that!"

They insisted we stay in one of their cabins at no charge until it was done. Electric included. It took 10 months to finish and we went through winter. They wouldn't accept a penny towards expenses so every month we just donated 200$ to their little church. Of course they would rather have us join instead but...

Turns out we bought all kinds of stuff, new pews, tables, helped with building projects, etc.

You reap what you sow!

yep, pass on the goodwill and it kinda snowballs.
I went and spoke to my neighbour at hr door a little while ago: on Wednesday I'm helping her by cutting back an unruly tree whose branches are becoming a problem and they can't go getting up ladders at their age.

[lass714]

This happened after my mom kicked me out of the house when I was 16 years old. I was homeless, living on the street and trying to finish High School. One day while dumpster diving in an alley the back door to a bodega opens and a guy walks out, sees me and goes back inside. Thinking he was calling the police I hightailed it out of there. When I came back a few hours later there was a plastic bag with food in styrofoam containers still hot. For 2 years when I couldn't afford to eat all I had to do was go down that alley way and slam the dumpster lid then come back an hour later. That bodega owner never failed to provide for me. When the weather got cold I'd find a blanket, gloves or a coat.

After I graduated high school, landed a decent job, got an apartment I went back to that bodega to thank him and to let him know that because of his kindness I was able to survive and make something of myself. His wife was working the counter and told me I was a month too late. It seems during a robbery in the store after he had handed over all the cash in the register they shot and killed him for no reason. I introduced myself and explained to her what her husband had done for me. She said he had told her all about "the flacita" (spanish for a thin person) and explained that he was once down on his luck and someone helped him to survive. Seems I was just one of many ways he returned the favor.

She introduced me to her kids and I explained to them who I was and what their father had done for me. Her son told me that his father had told him that he knew my situation would get better because I didn't rely on him daily for food and he also knew that I would return one day to thank him. He told his son that if he wasn't in the store that day to tell Flacita that he hoped that I would return the kindness to a stranger one day. Since the day I walked out of that store I have continously done so and and will do it until the day my life is over.

I believe kindness breeds kindness,. Kindness has no expectations and asks nothing in return... it is unselfishly given and a gift that forever changes the person who is receives it. It makes a difference in that persons life.

[chipbutty]

^

fantastic post.
such a pity your benefactor got shot like that. but so nice to hear what he did for you and that you've passed this on down to others.

[laZilla]

That was very kind. It's nice when things like that happen. When I was a few months pregnant a woman that I didn't even know who worked with my husband sent him home with a beautiful basket with baby clothes and toys. I baked her some banana bread and thanked her in person. It was so kind of her to do that.

[laZilla]

Originally Posted by lass714

This happened after my mom kicked me out of the house when I was 16 years old. I was homeless, living on the street and trying to finish High School. One day while dumpster diving in an alley the back door to a bodega opens and a guy walks out, sees me and goes back inside. Thinking he was calling the police I hightailed it out of there. When I came back a few hours later there was a plastic bag with food in styrofoam containers still hot. For 2 years when I couldn't afford to eat all I had to do was go down that alley way and slam the dumpster lid then come back an hour later. That bodega owner never failed to provide for me. When the weather got cold I'd find a blanket, gloves or a coat.

After I graduated high school, landed a decent job, got an apartment I went back to that bodega to thank him and to let him know that because of his kindness I was able to survive and make something of myself. His wife was working the counter and told me I was a month too late. It seems during a robbery in the store after he had handed over all the cash in the register they shot and killed him for no reason. I introduced myself and explained to her what her husband had done for me. She said he had told her all about "the flacita" (spanish for a thin person) and explained that he was once down on his luck and someone helped him to survive. Seems I was just one of many ways he returned the favor.

She introduced me to her kids and I explained to them who I was and what their father had done for me. Her son told me that his father had told him that he knew my situation would get better because I didn't rely on him daily for food and he also knew that I would return one day to thank him. He told his son that if he wasn't in the store that day to tell Flacita that he hoped that I would return the kindness to a stranger one day. Since the day I walked out of that store I have continously done so and and will do it until the day my life is over.

I believe kindness breeds kindness,. Kindness has no expectations and asks nothing in return... it is unselfishly given and a gift that forever changes the person who is receives it. It makes a difference in that persons life.

Wow.

You could write a book about this experience in your life. I'm not kidding at all. What a kind man, and what an amazing story.

[Image]

Originally Posted by chipbutty

^

fantastic post.
such a pity your benefactor got shot like that. but so nice to hear what he did for you and that you've passed this on down to others.

One thread of life that connects another. Sooner or later we're all going to realize that we can't exist without each other. My detractors will call me naive or (laughs) hillbilly crackhead, so what...

[Recidiva]

This is one of those stories so weird I'd never have tried to write it as fiction and sell it.

About 20 years ago when I got my first car I was driving around in Florida late at night. I got a flat tire. I was on a highway. It was dark and I was really, really clueless, I'd just got the car and I really hadn't worked anything out as far as where stuff was or what went where, specifically - where the tire changing stuff was, or even how to do it. The plan was to buy it in Florida from a friend of my grandmother's and then drive back to New Jersey with it.

A guy came up along side the road. Dressed like and looking like Jesus. Sandals, long brown hair, white robe. He smiled, tapped on my window, asked me to pop the trunk.

He changed my tire while I looked on in silence. I asked him if he needed a ride anywhere and he smiled, said no, waved, and walked off down the road.

[berry juice]

I was at the supermarket the other day and a man, very kindly, offered me free sex.
Despite his generousity, I declined.

[chipbutty]

Originally Posted by laZilla

That was very kind. It's nice when things like that happen. When I was a few months pregnant a woman that I didn't even know who worked with my husband sent him home with a beautiful basket with baby clothes and toys. I baked her some banana bread and thanked her in person. It was so kind of her to do that.

it was - aren't people lovely at times?

Originally Posted by Image

One thread of life that connects another. ... .

yep. coincidences don't seem so random if you look at all the connections from a distance
is that you in your av?
fab legs!

Originally Posted by Recidiva

This is one of those stories so weird I'd never have tried to write it as fiction and sell it.

About 20 years ago when I got my first car I was driving around in Florida late at night. I got a flat tire. I was on a highway. It was dark and I was really, really clueless, I'd just got the car and I really hadn't worked anything out as far as where stuff was or what went where, specifically - where the tire changing stuff was, or even how to do it. The plan was to buy it in Florida from a friend of my grandmother's and then drive back to New Jersey with it.

A guy came up along side the road. Dressed like and looking like Jesus. Sandals, long brown hair, white robe. He smiled, tapped on my window, asked me to pop the trunk.

He changed my tire while I looked on in silence. I asked him if he needed a ride anywhere and he smiled, said no, waved, and walked off down the road.

that WAS Jesus. or someone channeling him.
COOL *thumbs up*

or was it gravyrug???? omg!

Originally Posted by berry juice

I was at the supermarket the other day and a man, very kindly, offered me free sex.
Despite his generousity, I declined.

nice of him, though, wasn't it?

[Recidiva]

Originally Posted by chipbutty

that WAS Jesus. or someone channeling him.
COOL *thumbs up*

If you meet Gravyrug on the road...do NOT kill him. He'll change your tire.

There's another one for me that embodies my faith in the kindness of strangers. Not all of them mind, but that there are good people, and I wish to be one of them, be worthy of their company.

One day I decided to kill myself. Another long story. I left the keys in the mailbox of my apartment in NYC and walked across the George Washington Bridge to try to kill myself. I tried to die by freezing myself to death, but it worked out to being a whole life-affirming vision thing where before I slipped into a coma I determined to stand up and walk out of the suburban area I'd ended up in Englewood, NJ.

Now...here I was barely able to see straight and trying to get back somewhere warm and safe because I'd just decided to...you know, live. But I'd brought nothing with me. No money, no keys, no ID, nothing. Shaking and nearly delirious I started walking back, figure six hours of walking in the dark and cold on the edge of hypothermia and exhaustion ahead of me.

I walked maybe a block on the road before a man in a truck pulled over and offered me a ride. Now...think...man in truck in NYC, cold helpless woman, not good, right? I was still pretty close to death so I wasn't in any position to say no. He let me warm up in his car, brought me to a bus station, and gave me enough money to get back into the city, to the Port Authority. I don't know his name, he didn't ask any questions really, he just handed me money and warmth and set me on my way.

Then another man on the bus sitting near, noticing I was shivering, asked me if I needed any help, I said I was trying to get home, he gave me cab fare. So I got safely from Northern NJ back to the upper West side to my apartment, where I was still locked out...except I walked into the lobby at the same time the mailman was there and he gave me my keys from my mailbox without asking any questions.

Another true story I wouldn't try to write as fiction.

[Image]

Originally Posted by Recidiva

This is one of those stories so weird I'd never have tried to write it as fiction and sell it.

About 20 years ago when I got my first car I was driving around in Florida late at night. I got a flat tire. I was on a highway. It was dark and I was really, really clueless, I'd just got the car and I really hadn't worked anything out as far as where stuff was or what went where, specifically - where the tire changing stuff was, or even how to do it. The plan was to buy it in Florida from a friend of my grandmother's and then drive back to New Jersey with it.

A guy came up along side the road. Dressed like and looking like Jesus. Sandals, long brown hair, white robe. He smiled, tapped on my window, asked me to pop the trunk.

He changed my tire while I looked on in silence. I asked him if he needed a ride anywhere and he smiled, said no, waved, and walked off down the road.

Almost as hard to believe as the time, Christmas eve, (I swear I'm not making this up) I broke down on the interstate with a 6 year old child. It was just dusk and a car pulled up behind us. A man of no distinguish got out, approached us and offered a ride. I didn't get a bad feeling so we got in...

When we got going again I thanked him and he said, "No problem, I just can't resist a woman and a child on Christmas eve". His exact words...

For the most fleeting of moments I teetered between What a Wonderful Life ala Armstrong and not thinking we'd survive the New Year ala Green River Killer.

Thankfully, an unexpected kindness was the outcome and a child lived to open presents and believe for a little while longer in the good of humankind...

[chipbutty]

Originally Posted by Recidiva

If you meet Gravyrug on the road...do NOT kill him. He'll change your tire.

There's another one for me that embodies my faith in the kindness of strangers. Not all of them mind, but that there are good people, and I wish to be one of them, be worthy of their company.

One day I decided to kill myself. Another long story. I left the keys in the mailbox of my apartment in NYC and walked across the George Washington Bridge to try to kill myself. I tried to die by freezing myself to death, but it worked out to being a whole life-affirming vision thing where before I slipped into a coma I determined to stand up and walk out of the suburban area I'd ended up in Englewood, NJ.

Now...here I was barely able to see straight and trying to get back somewhere warm and safe because I'd just decided to...you know, live. But I'd brought nothing with me. No money, no keys, no ID, nothing. Shaking and nearly delirious I started walking back, figure six hours of walking in the dark and cold on the edge of hypothermia and exhaustion ahead of me.

I walked maybe a block on the road before a man in a truck pulled over and offered me a ride. Now...think...man in truck in NYC, cold helpless woman, not good, right? I was still pretty close to death so I wasn't in any position to say no. He let me warm up in his car, brought me to a bus station, and gave me enough money to get back into the city, to the Port Authority. I don't know his name, he didn't ask any questions really, he just handed me money and warmth and set me on my way.

Then another man on the bus sitting near, noticing I was shivering, asked me if I needed any help, I said I was trying to get home, he gave me cab fare. So I got safely from Northern NJ back to the upper West side to my apartment, where I was still locked out...except I walked into the lobby at the same time the mailman was there and he gave me my keys from my mailbox without asking any questions.

Another true story I wouldn't try to write as fiction.

Originally Posted by Image

Almost as hard to believe as the time, Christmas eve, (I swear I'm not making this up) I broke down on the interstate with a 6 year old child. It was just dusk and a car pulled up behind us. A man of no distinguish got out, approached us and offered a ride. I didn't get a bad feeling so we got in...

When we got going again I thanked him and he said, "No problem, I just can't resist a woman and a child on Christmas eve". His exact words...

For the most fleeting of moments I teetered between What a Wonderful Life ala Armstrong and not thinking we'd survive the New Year ala Green River Killer.

Thankfully, an unexpected kindness was the outcome and a child lived to open presents and believe for a little while longer in the good of humankind...

If I owned and ran a newspaper, I'd make sure just as much space was given to these heartwarming stories as to all the othe doom and gloom stuff.

I may go out of business rather quickly, but I'd do it anyway

I LOVE hearing this stuff! god, maybe we're all soppy softies



oh well, too bloody bad now

[Recidiva]

Originally Posted by chipbutty

If I owned and ran a newspaper, I'd make sure just as much space was given to these heartwarming stories as to all the othe doom and gloom stuff.

I may go out of business rather quickly, but I'd do it anyway

I LOVE hearing this stuff! god, maybe we're all soppy softies

oh well, too bloody bad now

It's odd, isn't it? Unless you have the real good luck to be part of some good news, you might not believe in it.

I have been incredibly lucky and I have a pretty enduring belief in human grace.

[Shadowann2]

I've had many a time that a stranger has helped me out and asked for nothing in return. One of those time was at a supermarket when I was in my early 20's. I had my kids with me; my son was 2 and my daughter was not quite one. I was there to buy diapers and wipes and formula and a few other basics; just enough to get us by until the next payday. I went to the check out and swiped my card, but it was declined. I was embarrassed and near tears. I only had about $45 worth of stuff, but I needed all of it. Before I could say a word, the man behind me stepped up and swiped his card. He paid for everything. I thanked him over and over again and asked him for his information, promising him that I would send him the money back, but he wouldn't hear of it. He simply said that he had been there before, and he was happy to help. He was my knight in shining armor that day.