I got in the truck, and saw something sitting on the hood of the truck. This not in and of itself unusual as sticks, leaves, bird crap, occasional rocks, and other natural debris seem to be drawn to my truck's bonnet. I got out and found this, which was definitely not natural debris.
Nice sentiment. I try to be kind to the people I encounter every day. And generally, they are kind to me back. It's not tough to smile at clerks and waitresses and attendants and secretaries and bosses. I smile at people I pass on the street, and hold doors open for people - male or female. I don't much care about that parking place one slot from the door, I can walk a bit if you want it. It's not hard at all, and quite frankly, elicits more than a few smiles back, some mumbled thanks, and hopefully, I've cheered at least one person up. At the very least, I've treated the people I come into contact with the way I want to be treated. Isn't that the Golden Rule? The one so many "mouthpieces" for so many groups out there have forgotten? So I try.
Here's the next question...Who left the cupcake on my truck? There's no acknowledgement of the baker or the person who left it there. It wasn't there when I went to bed last night about 11PM. And if it had been, I'm quite sure a raccoon or possum or squirrel or dog or bird would have been the one trying to absorb the sentiment attached - as well as the sugar and fat content - rather than me. It was a cool night and morning, so it didn't melt into a mass of chocolate oblivion, but I am guessing that someone left it early this morning. Normally, I'm out of the house by 6:30AM during the summer, so who knows if this would have been left for me if today was a work day. But who was it? I'll be perfectly honest, I don't know my neighbors at all. Steve (I think his name is) is on the right side of my house, I think Frank and his wife are two to the left. The crazy woman is three houses up beside Clarence. But other than guessing at some names, that's about it for neighborhood friendliness around here. I guess it was a roving band of do-gooders, which is not necessarily a bad thing, but seems a bit out of place. There was no religious tract with it, and the cupcake appears homemade.
World's Worst Mom, has a whole blog, a book, and now makes a living stressing that the world is not as dangerous as many make it out to be. You should visit her blog sometime.
Anyway, I'm of the "HEY! FREE CUPCAKE!!!" school! And sure, I'll be nice to someone today, why not? (But I'm not buying the $180 fuel system cleaning and brake system flush that Goodyear tried to sell me while I was getting the oil changed, the tires rotated, and the alignment checked on the Xterra. I'm not that nice!)