What to expect: A lot of mindless chatter about life, mostly my experiences and opinions cleverly disguised as mindless chatter.
What not to expect: Any kind of logical direction at all. Unless of course that is what I am going for, which is often going to be unlikely.
For now, have this pearl of wisdom I picked up from a very eventful Melbourne tram ride a few years ago. Only a few people know this story, but I think it’s definitely something that needs to be shared with the world.
Yesterday I made a small difference to another. Two roommates were travelling the tram yesterday afternoon and one of them was assuredly drunk. This drunkard was swearing, yelling, getting agitated, making comments about the Nazi’s and Germany and generally scaring the shit out of everyone. His roommate attempted to calm him down to no avail and ended up walking away. The tram driver stopped the tram on two occasions; once to tell the drunk what he was doing was inappropriate, the second time to announce over the loudspeaker that the police had been called as the drunk continued to act as a dangerous public nuisence and the tram would remain stationary until either the police arrived or the man disembarked. The man left the tram and proceeded down the tracks yelling profanities., the second time to announce over the loudspeaker that the police had been called as the drunk continued to act as a dangerous public nuisence and the tram would remain stationary until either the police arrived or the man disembarked. The man left the tram and proceeded down the tracks yelling profanities.
His roommate went back to the tram area the man had been scaring the shit out of and apologised to all and made sure everyone was ok. Everyone avoided him like the plague. Possibly because his teeth were crooked, his hair was a shambles, his speech slurred slightly with a lisp and he was associated with a swearing lunatic.
So I did the only thing no one else would. I spoke to him. I told him that what he had done checking in with everyone was really good and I asked him whether HE was ok, because no one had done him the same courtesy he had shown to everyone else on the tram. I found out he was a German immigrant who had had a rough life and was just starting an apprenticeship as a Chef. I was told about his childhood in Germany until he came to Australia as a teenager. I was told he had taken the other young man under his wing because he was experiencing overall life problems and no one wanted to help him. I was told that no one had ever told him what he did was good.
I was thanked for simply listening and he wished me the best.
I did what I did because of what my training and profession has taught me: Be Human. Be Genuine. When in doubt, simply Listen.
The moral of this story is that you can’t judge a book by its cover. And if everyone simply took the time to genuinely listen to another, even if its just for 20 minutes on a tram, and tell them what they are doing well, you’d be surprised at the difference you may make to another human being.
To know that you have touched the life of another and made a difference, even for only 20 minutes, is the most splendid feeling anyone can have.
So go out. Be genuinely human. Touch the life of another and make a difference. As the Doctor would say, “Be the best humans you can be!”.