Every day should be a good deed day but let me share with you my argument against this.
I’d had a stressful day with the usual challenges and rewards, with more of the former than the latter, and I arrived at East Croydon Station with only one thought in my mind; coffee, big coffee – “a large latte with an extra shot”, was what I eagerly requested!
Today is bitterly cold, not yet snowing but it’s most definitely on it’s way, so that chilliness in my willie
and the challenging, lunchless day meant that I totally deserved this treat.
Sitting outside, because I’m tough, I took two tiny sips before spotting a woman struggling with a bag full of brochures, which had torn, scattering brochures on the ground. As she picked a handful up, another handful fell. This repeated two or three times, so I stood to offer my help.
As I crouched to pick up what I could, my coffee cup came detached from it’s lid and the entire contents ended up spilling all over the ground. “Seems we’re both having a clumsy old day!”, I joked.
Laughing away the tears of disappointment as I realised I’d also just missed my train, I accepted the woman’s thanks but not her offer to replace my coffee; it wasn’t her fault, after all.
So the point is, or is it a question – is it always good to do good deeds?