Last night I was coming out of Home Depot, walking across the parking lot when I saw a lady balancing a large unwieldy item, she paused... and I called out to ask if she needed a hand with it (it really looked a little awkward). She told me she had it, as she stuffed it into the back seat of a laden down 4-door car.
Then she stopped.
She looked up, and said "Thank you. I don't usually meet such nice people when I'm shopping. You just made my evening."
I walked away wishing her a nice evening too... and realized on the way home that I was so shocked by what she'd said, that I'd forgotten to tell her I'm Canadian.
It breaks my little heart, that when people see someone struggling with something they don't stop and offer to help. If she had accepted my offer, it would have taken less than five minutes out of my evening... but even as it was, we both left the parking lot smiling.
Then she stopped.
She looked up, and said "Thank you. I don't usually meet such nice people when I'm shopping. You just made my evening."
I walked away wishing her a nice evening too... and realized on the way home that I was so shocked by what she'd said, that I'd forgotten to tell her I'm Canadian.
It breaks my little heart, that when people see someone struggling with something they don't stop and offer to help. If she had accepted my offer, it would have taken less than five minutes out of my evening... but even as it was, we both left the parking lot smiling.
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