Over the weekend I noticed something so incredible I have to share it with all of you. This is one of those stories you’d have to witness to believe, but I will do my best to explain what happened in a quaint retail store on Saturday.
There was this polite elderly woman trying to make her way through our crowded Ikea store. She was by herself and had a couple small objects in her hand. She must have forgotten to get a cart as she was juggling the two or three items in her left hand. A young boy playing in the kid’s section of the store walked up to the woman and cheerfully said:
"Here, you can have our cart. We haven’t found anything we need yet. In 2008 I’m going to teach others about kindness and sharing. That will be my gift to humanity."
I got a little choked up to hear a young boy say this. The white-haired woman politely declined, but the little kid with a bowl haircut persisted. The elderly woman caved and patted the child on his back with much gratitude. The boy’s mother couldn’t have been more happy with her son’s generous offering. I teared up a bit, hoping someday my daughter could be as gracious.
In other Ikea news, we almost didn’t buy anything while there. We had some ideas of stuff we wanted, but overlooked them to make our way through the crowded store as fast as possible. By the time we got to the registers, my wife was only holding two pairs of slippers. She turns to me and asks if it’s worth it to wait in line for these two unnecessary items. We both shrugged and she ditched them on a display with some fake flowers. (Pet Peeve Alert: I’m so not cool with the Shop & Ditch Before Getting to the Cashier stuff, but I’m not the boss of my wife) Instead of buying the cheap slippers, we bought a fro-yo cone and a hot dog for less than two bones. Aw, Ikea is great.
The first story just might be a slight exaggeration. Okay, the whole thing is completely made up. I couldn’t think of anything to blog about so I made some shit up. I took a bit of creative license and mixed it together with people’s sensibilities towards kids and the elderly. Don’t hate me, I just thought it would be a fun thing to try. Next post: why I’m not a fiction writer or a presidential candidate.