We all try to do nice things on a daily basis. Whether it's letting the lady behind us in line go first because she's got a fussy child, or picking up something an elderly person dropped to keep them from having to bend over. Little gestures can go a long way to making a person's day that much better or easier.
The other day I thought I was doing something nice for someone. Unfortunately, it came back to bite me in the butt yesterday morning as I was taking my kids to school. Don't you hate when you try to do something to help, then your kindness doesn't rub off?
Let me start at the beginning. When I take my kids to school in the mornings traffic can be a pain. Generally the road in front of the school has people coming and going and there are no lights or stop signs. It can get chaotic, especially for those trying to turn left out of the school. But most times folks will stop and let the left turners go, it's just something we all do to keep the flow moving. I did this, stopped and let a few left turners go ahead of me so they could get onto work. One was a man in a big flat-bed truck. I've seen him dropping his daughter off a few times and I recognized him as a local.
Now, fast forward a few days. Yesterday, I was at our local gas station before school started--my daughter goes there every morning to get her coffee. Well, I was pulling out of the parking spot, going pretty slow because that gas station is super busy in the mornings. It's the only place for miles where you can fill up, and there are always kids walking around, coming in and out getting coffee or something before school starts. Plus, it's a bus stop. You don't dare dart out of there! What happens though? Someone beeps at me. I mean, he lays on his horn. He's pissed that I'm not moving fast enough to suit him. He wants my spot and he's clearly in a hurry. I'm a little frustrated because I'm thinking that there are a lot of kids walking around and as far as I'm concerned he's already proven he's not the safest of drivers! Anyway, as our vehicles pass, I see him in the driver's side window cussing at me. Guess what, he's the guy I let out the other day, the left turner. All I could think was, 'way to pay it forward, dumbass'.
Since I'm a mother and I have my daughters in the car, the first thing I did was ask them, 'do you know who that was?'. My oldest pipes up and says, 'yeah, he's the guy you let out the other day. What a jerk.' To me, it was a learning experience for all of us. Sometimes we do something nice and it bites us in the ass. Do we stop doing nice things? No, but it is sad that some people will never understand the concept of common courtesy.