If Santa can make an exception for someone like me, he can definitely do the same for you… Bare with me, I have a little story to tell you!
ONCE UPON A TIME LAST WEEK…
Last week was a mad rush at work. This is supposed to be my “quiet” patch but really, if you own your own business, you’ll know there’s no such thing. With that in mind, the clock struck 6pm on Friday evening and I decided to call it a day and wrap up the week.
My girlfriend and I were having some family over in a few minutes and I rushed to my local Spar to get one or two things we still needed. Flash Gordon would have been proud at the speed I rounded up the goods. I just needed to find the shortest queue to pay and I was a go go gadget champion.
After some Sherlock Holmes moves, I find a hidden teller right at the end with just one guy left to pay. He’s only got a handful of items and is presumably paying cash so I stick right in behind him. Score.
Round about now, I’m kinda daydreaming about that first beer I’m going to open, still chuffed that I found the shortest line and really just wanting to get out of this place ASAP but there’s some kinda holdup! There’s a dear old gentleman (let’s call him Jabu) trying to buy a loaf of bread, a litre of milk and a few loose end veggies but he’s having difficulty producing the required currency and he’s kinda asking the cashier for a helping hand but as you can imagine, she can’t do much.
He checks the next pocket and finds another few South African ZAR but the process is painfully slow. I’m in a proper hurry and I’m losing man points for being the loser that picked THAT line; there was obviously a reason why all of humanity had avoided this queue in the first place.
SHOW SANTA THERE’S SOME HOPE
A million pushy thoughts cross my mind at this stage but almost instinctually I get a sudden impulse and I tell the gentleman to go. I’ll pay!
WHAT AN IDIOT!
The old timer puts his hand out as bait before going in for the firm man hug and instantly makes me feel like a knobcheese for ever being so impatient in my head. He can’t stop thanking me for sparing “twenty rand something” and it dawns on me, he smells funny but this is the best feeling in the world.
Once he went in for a hug, he never let go!
On and on he went. He eventually left and I paid for his stuff as well as mine but the adrenalin stayed for a little while longer and the lesson for long after that. As I was walking out, I decided then and there that I was going to write this blog post and urge YOU to do more!
HERE’S MY CHALLENGE TO YOU!
The lesson learned on Friday is that it takes two seconds and very little else to help someone in need. Take a look around you right now and see how blessed you truly are. You’re probably preparing to start your holidays somewhere and it’s silly season which means a lot of bucks are gonna be spent in the near future!
Take a second to help a brother out. Surprise someone, hug someone, I don’t care. And when you’re done, challenge someone else to do the same. We live in a world of massive technological advancements and our ability to spread a message of hope and giving has never been easier. Not is there a better time to do so.
THAT OLD MAN GAVE ME SOMETHING BACK!
Since Friday, the event mentioned above has really stuck with me and I thought it was worth sharing with you. It’s the Christmas season and it’s been a long year. If your brain is all over the show, I can’t think of a better way to release the pressure than to help someone out, especially when they’re not expecting it.
If you really do help someone and you manage to “pay it forward”, I promise it’s the best Christmas present you can give to yourself. OK that and a 55-inch LED 3D TV that makes you coffee in the morning. But you get where I’m going with this…
Give me a hand by giving someone else a hand and pushing another to do the same. You won’t regret it!