We went out for a post-Thanksgiving breakfast. Geo, our friendly waiter, greeted and seated us. A young couple occupied the table behind us. Our “neighbor” got a phone call. One could easily hear that he was congratulating and encouraging a co-worker. He got a second call later from someone else and was just as encouraging. I certainly was impressed.
On my way back from getting to-go boxes, I walked up to them
and said, “Excuse me, I’m sorry to interrupt, but I couldn’t help but hear your
last two phone calls.”
“Oh, was I speaking too loudly?” he asked.
“No”, I responded.
“Being inside and next to each other, it was hard to miss.” I continued, “It sounded like you were
talking to a friend or fellow employee.
You sounded very encouraging and complimented them on their recent
accomplishment. You did the same with
the second caller.”
“Yeah,” he added, “I like to encourage others. It encourages them, and me.”
“Well, I’m very impressed.
We need more people like you,” I concluded.
I told him about this blog, Journey into Story. I explained that the purpose is to learn
others’ stories. The more we know each
other’s stories, the more we take steps towards mutual respect. In the end, as it spreads, peace is passed
along.
His friend, a young woman, is maybe 20 years
old. She is a drift car racer. (What is
“drift racing?” When finished with this
post, click the link at the bottom of the page.)
As I was leaving, I shook her hand and said, “Be
careful. You are too pretty to get into
a wreck.”
After they left, I spoke with Geo. He said, “Your bill has been paid by the
couple you sat next to.” Nice, it made
my day, so I put my arm around Geo’s shoulder and put a nice tip into his hand.
Please consider listening to others’ stories and sharing your
own. In the process, everyone receives
benefits.
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