Thanks random Englishman! Your cricket team can go fuck themselves though.
Second: On the platform in town today, it's both stinking hot and humid. Boy from another family waiting asks a woman working for the railway where the nearest water tap is. She gives him a bottle of water from the fridge in the office, and gives another to Minimarch pretty much out of the blue. It is cold and refreshing. I guess the railway keep a supply tucked away in case people have problems with the heat while travelling.
Thanks random railway woman! Thanks railway!
Third: Elderly passenger walks past on the platform and tyke cheerily says hello. They have a short chat about trains. We discuss which platform her train is going from. A few minutes later, the grandmotherly lady returns with a Caramello Koala to give to tyke. (Caramello Koalas are caramel filled chocalates in the shape of a koala. Not, you know, syrupy marsupials.) Due to our organofascist parenting policies, Minimarch didn't even know what caramel was. He thought it was cheese at first. And wow, he must have charm phasers set to kill today.
Thanks random grandmotherly passenger! May your journeys be pleasant and conversational.
All is not rosy, there are woes to rail against, irritations to grumble on, and I do so. It's not that I handle them particularly philosophically, I just don't write about them very well. Feel free to interpret my illiteracy in such things as stoic calm. It's not every fortnight I get a triple shot of undeserved karma though. I propose a toast: to random altruism.
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