my good deed count for today: 2 1/2
good deed #1:
i took my pup to the dog beach yesterday. while enjoying the sunny weather, i tripped over a half-burried cell phone. picking it up & dusting it off, i continue on my walk down the coast. i page through the recently called numbers in the phone & call the one that says "home".
"uh, this is random but do you know who's phone this is?", i asked.
"omg, it's MY phone!", the voice on the other line explained.
"well, i found it on the beach. want to come meet me & pick it up?"
she thanked me over and over. "no prob", i replied. when we met, she insisted i take a reward. i firmly refused, requesting only that she passes on the good deed. ya, ya, kinda like that movie.
good deed #2 & 2 1/2:
at about 4:30am i hear this crazy cat screaching outside my window. i get up to see which cat it is (a neighbor had lost her cat & had been constantly combing the area for it). i was hoping it was the lost cat, and in my sleepy state i think it was. i bend down to the crawl space under the house, where the cat ran, and make kissy-kissy-here-kitty-kitty sounds. no response from "clyde" the cat. i wasn't able to continue my effots because i was interupted by the sounds of a girl crying muttering what a mess she was to herself. (aw, come on, i had to feel kinda sorry for her. who hasn't felt like that at one point or anyother? but i don't tend to make it a public display.)
i peek around the building, "hey, you ok hon?" i ask the bawling semi-drunk chick. i think she said no, but it was hard to determine through her heaving sobs. the story was her drunk friends took off & she had no way to get home. although i'm altruistic, i'm not stupid. i told her i couldn't give her a ride home b/c i had some wine already. sue me- i lied! but i did call her a cab & wait outside with her until it arrived. she kept thanking me while she said she needed to get her shit together. poor girl. when i left i told her to take care of herself.
i took my pup to the dog beach yesterday. while enjoying the sunny weather, i tripped over a half-burried cell phone. picking it up & dusting it off, i continue on my walk down the coast. i page through the recently called numbers in the phone & call the one that says "home".
"uh, this is random but do you know who's phone this is?", i asked.
"omg, it's MY phone!", the voice on the other line explained.
"well, i found it on the beach. want to come meet me & pick it up?"
she thanked me over and over. "no prob", i replied. when we met, she insisted i take a reward. i firmly refused, requesting only that she passes on the good deed. ya, ya, kinda like that movie.
good deed #2 & 2 1/2:
at about 4:30am i hear this crazy cat screaching outside my window. i get up to see which cat it is (a neighbor had lost her cat & had been constantly combing the area for it). i was hoping it was the lost cat, and in my sleepy state i think it was. i bend down to the crawl space under the house, where the cat ran, and make kissy-kissy-here-kitty-kitty sounds. no response from "clyde" the cat. i wasn't able to continue my effots because i was interupted by the sounds of a girl crying muttering what a mess she was to herself. (aw, come on, i had to feel kinda sorry for her. who hasn't felt like that at one point or anyother? but i don't tend to make it a public display.)
i peek around the building, "hey, you ok hon?" i ask the bawling semi-drunk chick. i think she said no, but it was hard to determine through her heaving sobs. the story was her drunk friends took off & she had no way to get home. although i'm altruistic, i'm not stupid. i told her i couldn't give her a ride home b/c i had some wine already. sue me- i lied! but i did call her a cab & wait outside with her until it arrived. she kept thanking me while she said she needed to get her shit together. poor girl. when i left i told her to take care of herself.
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