Is there such a thing as ridiculously nice? I'll let you decide. A few days ago I was walking to the post office, pulling the boys in the wagon. We were about to cross the main road and I'm standing there waiting for the light to change with my letters in hand. A car was waiting at the light with us and the lady rolls down her window and yells out, "Are you taking those to the post office? I can drop them off for you. I'm on my way there." I was stunned. I couldn't take her up on it because the letters did not have stamps and I didn't think she was offering to buy stamps for me. (Now that would be ridiculously nice.) When we saw her at the post office she said, "Oh, I just thought I'd save you the trip across the highway." Now isn't that nice?
While we were in the post office we witnessed another act of kindness. A woman had carried in several boxes of packages to mail and she asked the postal worker where to put them (she had left them in the hallway). He told her that she needed to bring them in to the counter. So she began to retreive them and another man jumped out of line and helped her carry them all in. Again, I'm surrounded by nice, nice people here. I'm thankful for that.
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ahhh, the nice midwest--it's so true! but i still keep thinking you're WEST since i'm from chicago myself. i need to look at a map. hey, if niceness stretches west--even better. spread the love! your story reminds me more of tejas (texas) where i went to a small town for college. people just wave to you all the time as they drive by. huh? do you know me? it was soooo weird to first adjust to. a "nice" kind of weird tho :)
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