Wednesday, February 01, 2006
There are good people left!
I was walking about on a gorgeous 60-degree January day. Keep in mind that I'm in the Northeast, so 60-degrees and January rarely ever fit in the same paragraph, let alone in direct correlation to one another.
As I strolled down Market Street towards the soon-to-be-Macy's-but-right-now-still-Strawbridge's, I saw several older men in wheelchairs or rascals convening outside of the store. I was still far back to examine my surroundings. About 50 feet in front of me was a "Goth Kid". This kid, who totally looked like he was up to no good, approached the three men and I was ready to call the cops in. The kid then proceeded to talk briefly with the men and grabbed the door, allowing them entry. It seems the automatic doors were not working that day.
The men thanked him, and each went on about their business. What more proof do we need than to that to realize that one shouldn't judge a book by its cover?
It's those kinds of little things that brighten up my day.
As I strolled down Market Street towards the soon-to-be-Macy's-but-right-now-still-Strawbridge's, I saw several older men in wheelchairs or rascals convening outside of the store. I was still far back to examine my surroundings. About 50 feet in front of me was a "Goth Kid". This kid, who totally looked like he was up to no good, approached the three men and I was ready to call the cops in. The kid then proceeded to talk briefly with the men and grabbed the door, allowing them entry. It seems the automatic doors were not working that day.
The men thanked him, and each went on about their business. What more proof do we need than to that to realize that one shouldn't judge a book by its cover?
It's those kinds of little things that brighten up my day.
# posted by Jay @ 8:13 AM 
