Going back to my earlier walk in the park- which was no ‘walk in the park’ so to speak due to the heavy rainfall- I dried off in a cafe and tucked into a chicken and mayo sandwich with a large latte. One thing I’ve noticed is that we really are quick to dish out the ‘legend’ status.
As I collected my sandwich the nice guy behind the till said ‘you’re a legend, thank you.’ This is great and I appreciated the kind words, however am I really deserving of this title?
Martin Luther King- Inspirational leader in the Civil Rights Movement
Neil Armstrong- First man on the moon
Adele- Billions of YouTube views and multi million record sales.
Blogger Sam- Bought a sandwich and a large coffee
As I took a moment to bask in the glory of being legendary I listened as another waiter let a customer know his coffee was made. The customer was facing away from the counter and using a nearby stool to do some morning stretches pre or post jog.
‘Oi Ed, your coffee is here’
That wasn’t bad service, instead it was service between two friends comfortable with one another. How many of these friendships do we miss everyday in the cafes we don’t visit? Friendships that formed over that one shared location in their seperate daily routines. It was fascinating to see this one tiny section of a giant web of people that meet briefly everyday before going on with their day. It gave me a much needed warm feeling after a cold downpour.
For every negative story in the media there are billions of happy encounters everyday.
One thing about our small city, we are known pretty much wherever we go. Maybe not by name, but they know our preferences in many things.
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Yeah that’s what is great about small cities. When I go back to Newcastle I know I will bump into familiar faces in the streets!
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Yeah, the bus drivers know our stops, & make jokes if we use a different stop for whatever reason.
A friend of ours has a son living in Newcastle & has done for years.
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Definitely true. Except most of us focus on the negative and believe it’s the opposite: for every positive story there a billions of unhappy encounters.
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It’s much easier to focus on the negative, it’s like fear. Very overpowering. If we can remember the great things that happen in amongst the bad, it might help to keep our spirits up. Mine at least!
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Exactly! Good luck remember the great things!
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Like you, I chat up with people that I buy something from. I get to hear about their day, family etc and in turn they always give me a bigger portion or serving. Friendships are formed or a bond is built over a plate of noodles or a cuppa coffee!😃
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Yes and as you have stated, you can sometimes get a little bit more noodles in the process! 😄
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Yes! It pays to be nice and exchange pleasantries! 😀
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Beautiful write, Sam. And I do fight for my right to pastry…the struggle is real, my friend. The struggle is real! Peace.
JM
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Thank you and haha, it’s a struggle you aren’t alone in. I hope you’re having a great day.
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