I tried my best to be grumpy yesterday. At the pet store I bought two 15 lb containers of kitty litter. The elder man at the check-out counter asked if I needed help taking the containers to my car. That old guy part of me I’m slowly dissolving tried to say “No thanks I can handle this myself” but a young man appeared with a cart and took the containers to the car for me. I opened the trunk and he put them inside. (Young man, I was once as strong as you!)
At the house I rent, a Samoan work crew has been building an addition for a month making all sorts of commotion. (I love Samoans but quiet they are not!). Just as I opened the my trunk to get the kitty litter, a large Samoan man came around the corner of the house and apologized for all the noise they had been making. As I smiled and said I didn’t mind, he lifted up the containers like they were 2 loaves of bread and took them to my door for me. All with no weird looks, no double takes – nothing but absolute politeness. But this is not surprising. In Samoan culture the fa’afafine are well respected. Our culture could learn a lot from the Samoans.
A little later as I sat watching TV someone knocked on my door. There was a time when I would have fled to my bedroom, pulled off my wig (ouch!) and put on some guy clothes all the while yelling “just a minute, just a minute!”. Well, those days are gone – good riddance. When I opened the door the mailman asked the location of another tenant. I gave him the directions, he smile and apologized for “bothering me.”
That evening I sat on a park bench by the beach watching the sun set. A man came by walking his little dog. When the dog stopped to smell my toes, as dogs like to do, I reached down to pet her. The man said “she misses her mother. That’s why she likes girls.” Oh my. It felt so nice to be a girl the little puppy dog liked.
So what’s up with all these people (and puppy dogs)? Why are they so nice? What’s wrong with them anyway? (lol)
Originally Posted by Cheryl123
