There are many stories to be shared today. Yet, my show is already running late due to the lack of things I got done today.I did finish Christmas shopping, so that is a huge plus!
I also met 2 new friends! Kristyna & Marion. They were working at a gift wrapping table within Barnes & Noble Booksellers. I bought two books that I had been looking for to fulfill the need on my Christmas List.
As I exited the store I heard:
Would you like us to gift wrap that for you?
Oh, yes, that would be such a great help!
Great, it would be our pleasure to help you.
Well thank you very much! Whose dog is that?
This dog was the most beautiful Golden Retriever I've seen in a long time. It was wearing a Support Dog working vest so I figured these two ladies were involved in someway with assisting handi-capable individuals gain canine living assistants.
Oh, this is Cricket. He is one of our touch therapy dogs that we use to travel around to hospitals and nursing homes to lift the spirits of the patients and residents of these facilities.
That is so cool! He is beautiful. My name is Colin, I work at a veterinary hospital here in the St. Louis area. Cricket is one of the most handsome Goldens I've seen in a long time. What are you guys doing here?
We're raising money to assist homeless handicapped citizens during the winter season.
How are you raising the money? I'd love to help.
Uhm....gift wrapping.
Oh that makes total sense" I said bursting into a laugh
Yes, yes it does make sense" Kristyna said with Marion soon joining in to our laughter
How much is the gift wrapping? Although I've already committed to it.
It's based off how much you would like to donate, there is no set fee, here are your items.
Thank you so much, these look great" I grimaced trying to fake a smile because the two packages she just handed me were -in my standards- wrapped horribly, with not so attractive paper.
No problem! It was great to meet you, I hope you have a great Christmas.
You too, and here is one of our business cards, if you or any of your clients need anything that we can assist with, please give us a call. I'd be more than happy to try and help!
Thank you so much! That is such a great resource! Do you need change?
Oh no! I want to donate all twenty dollars. I hope it helps out. Have a great Christmas!
With a cold burst of wind, and an "excuse me", I was back outside the store walking toward my vehicle.
Thanks for tuning in. I hope you all see the significance of today's completed mission. No? Well here it is: When the time comes, you never know how your skills and services will be the greatest donation you can make.
Sure, I gave the Kristyna and Marion $20, but I also offered my business services. They may never use them, they may call tomorrow, but either way, the offering of my service gained more of a reaction than my monetary contributions.
At times we think that just because we have no money in our pocket book we cannot help the less fortunate. Yet -contrary to popular belief- I believe that most organizations would be grateful for the contribution of man-power. Money does help fulfill needs, but without the assistance of individuals, millions of dollars could go no where.
So thanks for tuning in! This is Colin.Always, and remember: Next time your pockets are empty and you see someone raising money, offer a card with your contact information and let them know you'd be willing to help.
Our hearts, and warm hearts are worth more than money can afford.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Mission Day: 6
Well today after work I had the daunting task of Christmas shopping for some last minute items. I was actually becoming more and more anxious as the hours of my shift passed. With the ticking of the clock I could feel my heart bead quickening, and my blood pressure rising. I knew that the time was coming when I, Colin Morrow, would have to brave the people of Jefferson County in a last minute rush to finish Christmas shopping on the final weekend before Christmas Day.
As I approached Jefferson County Plaza I could see the gaggle of vehicles that had filled the parking lot only confirmed my fears that I would in deed have to shank someone to get the last minute items I needed to complete my list.
I settled, I took the first spot I found; I didn't ask questions, I didn't look around, I just took the first one I saw, and walked the 300 - 400 feet to the door. Although, once I entered the warmth of my retail mecca, I realized that it really was not all the too chaotic inside. Sure, some of the departments were inundated with shoppers, the electronics department, toy department, and Christmas Seasonal Section were quite hectic, but all the other departments were busy, but not as bad as I was imagining.
I knew what I needed, and I pretty much got in, got what was on my list, did a little perusing of the aisles just to see what was out there, and proceeded to check out.
The Check-Out lane; where a good retail experience can quickly be left sour. Things can either be pleasant and you're out the door, or you can spend way more than you imagined, have a bitchy cashier, or even worse....FORGET YOUR COUPONS!!!
Just kidding....I don't really ever lose coupons; but you get the drift.
As I pushed my buggy toward the front of the store I was imagining the wait I was about to endure. But, I figured it would be a great place to fulfill my experiment and meet a new friend.
20, 19, 18, 17...the lanes ticked by as the lines grew longer and longer with each number that ticked by.
Sir, If you're ready to check out I can help you down here at Express" This lady in red said to me from about 15 feet away.
Could it by that Jesus has graced me with the most amazing gift for the day?!? Yes! God has shown his extravagant mercy once again and allowed this glorious angel of a cashier to be waiting just for me!
Oh that's okay, I have more than 10 items.
That's okay, my lane is open. I can help you right down here.
Oh thank you so much.
No problem! How are you today?
Pretty good! I found almost everything I needed, and I didn't have to pull out my shank.
That's a good one" the lady said as she began swiping my items across the magical reader of bar codes.
No, I'm just kidding, I left my shank in the car.
Hey, you're in here quite a bit aren't you?
Yeah, my name is Colin, I work right down the street at Vogel Vet. I'm in here at least once a week, but usually more.
I'm Tricia, I work here at Target. I'm here just about everyday.
Nice to meet you. You've checked me out before when I've been here. Are you already for Christmas?
No, I have to go to a mall at some point and get something my daughter wants from Forever XXI.
Oh good Lord, good luck with that. I will have to give you my shank! I promised myself that I would not go to the mall until after the holidays. I can only imagine how crazy it is there right now.
Oh I know, I get off at 5 and I'm going to go straight to South County Mall. I'm hoping that maybe some of the craziness will have died down, but I doubt that will be the case.
Yeah, I don't see that happening" I said laughing.
Yeah, me neither. May I ask why you have 4 of almost everything in your cart?
Oh," I said laughing "every year with a group of people I used to work with at my church, and for their gifts every year I do a "Colin's Favorite Things" theme to play off of Oprah. This year, these are all of my favorite things. There are two more things I need, but you guys didn't have them so I will have to go Dierbergs.
Oh how cool! That is such a great idea, I bet they love that.
Yeah they better! Well good luck with your shopping after work. I'm sure I'll see you again...as long as you make it out of the mall alive. Call me if you need back up!
Oh yeah, I'm sure we'll see each other again. Have a good holiday.
You too, have a great Christmas!
Oh thanks! You have a good Christmas too.
And with my purchases in hand, I was out the door and back into the brisk winter wind.
So, all in all my Target experience was quite pleasant for the final Saturday before Jesus' Birthday. It was far more pleasant than I imagined it could possibly be, and...I met a new friend; a friend that I know I will see again.
Definitely not as exciting as yesterday, but far more pleasant. And it must have really been because I think I've used pleasant about 1000 times in this episode.
So thanks for tuning in to Colin.Always. I'm the same Colin...only better!
As I approached Jefferson County Plaza I could see the gaggle of vehicles that had filled the parking lot only confirmed my fears that I would in deed have to shank someone to get the last minute items I needed to complete my list.
I settled, I took the first spot I found; I didn't ask questions, I didn't look around, I just took the first one I saw, and walked the 300 - 400 feet to the door. Although, once I entered the warmth of my retail mecca, I realized that it really was not all the too chaotic inside. Sure, some of the departments were inundated with shoppers, the electronics department, toy department, and Christmas Seasonal Section were quite hectic, but all the other departments were busy, but not as bad as I was imagining.
I knew what I needed, and I pretty much got in, got what was on my list, did a little perusing of the aisles just to see what was out there, and proceeded to check out.
The Check-Out lane; where a good retail experience can quickly be left sour. Things can either be pleasant and you're out the door, or you can spend way more than you imagined, have a bitchy cashier, or even worse....FORGET YOUR COUPONS!!!
Just kidding....I don't really ever lose coupons; but you get the drift.
As I pushed my buggy toward the front of the store I was imagining the wait I was about to endure. But, I figured it would be a great place to fulfill my experiment and meet a new friend.
20, 19, 18, 17...the lanes ticked by as the lines grew longer and longer with each number that ticked by.
Sir, If you're ready to check out I can help you down here at Express" This lady in red said to me from about 15 feet away.
Could it by that Jesus has graced me with the most amazing gift for the day?!? Yes! God has shown his extravagant mercy once again and allowed this glorious angel of a cashier to be waiting just for me!
Oh that's okay, I have more than 10 items.
That's okay, my lane is open. I can help you right down here.
Oh thank you so much.
No problem! How are you today?
Pretty good! I found almost everything I needed, and I didn't have to pull out my shank.
That's a good one" the lady said as she began swiping my items across the magical reader of bar codes.
No, I'm just kidding, I left my shank in the car.
Hey, you're in here quite a bit aren't you?
Yeah, my name is Colin, I work right down the street at Vogel Vet. I'm in here at least once a week, but usually more.
I'm Tricia, I work here at Target. I'm here just about everyday.
Nice to meet you. You've checked me out before when I've been here. Are you already for Christmas?
No, I have to go to a mall at some point and get something my daughter wants from Forever XXI.
Oh good Lord, good luck with that. I will have to give you my shank! I promised myself that I would not go to the mall until after the holidays. I can only imagine how crazy it is there right now.
Oh I know, I get off at 5 and I'm going to go straight to South County Mall. I'm hoping that maybe some of the craziness will have died down, but I doubt that will be the case.
Yeah, I don't see that happening" I said laughing.
Yeah, me neither. May I ask why you have 4 of almost everything in your cart?
Oh," I said laughing "every year with a group of people I used to work with at my church, and for their gifts every year I do a "Colin's Favorite Things" theme to play off of Oprah. This year, these are all of my favorite things. There are two more things I need, but you guys didn't have them so I will have to go Dierbergs.
Oh how cool! That is such a great idea, I bet they love that.
Yeah they better! Well good luck with your shopping after work. I'm sure I'll see you again...as long as you make it out of the mall alive. Call me if you need back up!
Oh yeah, I'm sure we'll see each other again. Have a good holiday.
You too, have a great Christmas!
Oh thanks! You have a good Christmas too.
And with my purchases in hand, I was out the door and back into the brisk winter wind.
So, all in all my Target experience was quite pleasant for the final Saturday before Jesus' Birthday. It was far more pleasant than I imagined it could possibly be, and...I met a new friend; a friend that I know I will see again.
Definitely not as exciting as yesterday, but far more pleasant. And it must have really been because I think I've used pleasant about 1000 times in this episode.
So thanks for tuning in to Colin.Always. I'm the same Colin...only better!
Friday, December 18, 2009
Mission Day: 5
Hi there, and welcome back to Colin.Always. on this Friday, December 18, 2009. Today was my day off, and I enjoyed my day by sleeping in until 8:30 am, and then spent the day relaxing, cleaning, doing laundry, and preparing for Christmas.
Christmas. The word alone stirs many emotions within me -and I'm pretty sure most Americans. With that single word emotions of joy, hope, dreams, warmth, and laughter can be stirred within the heart. Yet, with that single word the feelings of stress, worry, anxiety, loneliness, and distance invade the brain.
For me, Christmas is almost a 50/50 split. Don't get me wrong, I L-O-V-E Christmas; I love the music, the time spent with loved ones, the joy of giving myself and things to those who mean the most to me. I also start stressing come mid-August.
I worry that I won't find the perfect gifts for everyone, I worry that I won't have the money to fund my ideas, and I worry about spending time with everyone that I want. I get anxious when it comes to balancing my work and preparing for the holiday. It gets very stressful for me trying to find the time to do all my shopping, do all my wrapping, and still trying to do all the extra stuff that piles up during the season at work.
Christmas is a time when all of creation loses their minds and forgets their manners as well.
Today, during one of my many errands, I had to stop by Ben Franklin -a local craft store- to get some ribbon and stuff for wrapping my presents. I am going very traditional this year, and I'm wrapping all my gifts in butcher paper, and using thick paper-based ribbon to set off each package. I will have to admit they are truly beautiful. Look for my on Facebook to see some pics. I'll post them when I'm done wrapping them all.
Anyways, I stopped by Bread Co. on my way to Ben Franklin to get my daily dose of Ice Tea. I ran in -leaving my car running- checked out and filled my cup and was back to my car in literally less than 4 minutes. Now bare in mind that I did park in an actual parking spot; yet I did leave my car running. So, as I come out to the lot I look both ways before I cross the street -like any good kid would do- and as I looked toward the direction of my car I see an older man standing in front of my car. I thought that maybe someone had hit my SUV and they were waiting till I came out to give me their information, than I thought that maybe someone was just getting into their car next time mine and I was overreacting.
Once I crossed over to my car I quickly learned that the complete opposite was happening. I pulled out my clicker to unlock my car -yes, I can leave my car running without the keys in it- and with the unlock of my car, my horn sounded, and the man standing next to my car turned to see who was coming toward him.
Without hesitation, without a split second, and without a single question, this guy starts screaming at me.
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING LEAVING YOUR CAR RUNNING?
Excuse me?" I stated calmly.
WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST LEAVE YOUR CAR RUNNING ALL DAMN DAY WHILE YOU RUN ALL OVER TOWN?
Excuse me?" I stated a little less than calm
I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!?
Well, my name is Colin Morrow. I'm 25 years old, haven't been screamed at in public since I can't remember when; and I just ran in for less than 5 minutes to get an Iced Tea at Bread Co. Thanks for watching my truck.
I WASN'T WATCHING YOUR CAR TO HELP YOU. I WAS WATCHING YOUR CAR TO SEE WHAT JACK ASS WAS LEAVING THEIR CAR RUNNING FURTHER POLLUTING THE EARTH BECAUSE THEIR TOO DAMN LAZY TO TURN A KEY.
Well, -I said as cool and calm as I have ever been- I appreciate your concern for the environment; but I don't appreciate you screaming at me like I'm a child over something so asinine as me leaving my car that I pay for, running on the gas, that I paid to put in the tank. I drive an SUV, yes, but I don't think me leaving it running for 3 extra minutes made a glacier shrink anywhere.
WELL THATS WHAT YOU....
Sir, I do not know you, and I'm sure you don't remember but I just told you my name was. So I'm going to get into my SUV that is nice and warm still and leave you standing here screaming like an idiot over something as dumb as 3 minutes of emissions from my car. I appreciate your interest and passion in the environment, but screaming to a complete stranger about your thoughts and beliefs is no way to stir feelings of conviction with anyone. So, if you don't mind I'm going to leave now. I hope you have a nice Christmas, and make your resolution for 2010 to stop screaming at people you've never met.
And with that, I got into my SUV -which was quite toasty- shut the door, kicked it in reverse, and made my way -less than 500 feet- to Ben Franklin on the other side of the shopping plaza.
So Day 5 may not count as "meeting" someone, but I definitely learned what he was passionate about. I didn't learn his name -nor do I think I care too- I don't know how old he is or where he is from. What I did learn is that he's passionate about, well...either global warming or air pollution, or air quality, or low emission vehicles, or...well hell; I don't really know what the little bastard was passionate about.
Day 5 was the day I met an ass wipe of a man who -unfortunately- rather just scream about his beliefs before learning where someone is coming from. If I had to guess I would say he was a Southern Baptist (and I can say that because I am one).
So, I'm not sure if this really counts as meeting a new person, but I do know it counts as meeting someone I don't really want to see again...for a while at least.
Thanks for tuning in tonight. This episode is posting a little bit late, and I do apologize. This is Colin.Always. saying: Remember: Just because you're passionate about it doesn't mean everyone else is. You catch more bees with honey than vinegar. So talk nice...not like a flaming ass hole in the middle of a parking lot.
Christmas. The word alone stirs many emotions within me -and I'm pretty sure most Americans. With that single word emotions of joy, hope, dreams, warmth, and laughter can be stirred within the heart. Yet, with that single word the feelings of stress, worry, anxiety, loneliness, and distance invade the brain.
For me, Christmas is almost a 50/50 split. Don't get me wrong, I L-O-V-E Christmas; I love the music, the time spent with loved ones, the joy of giving myself and things to those who mean the most to me. I also start stressing come mid-August.
I worry that I won't find the perfect gifts for everyone, I worry that I won't have the money to fund my ideas, and I worry about spending time with everyone that I want. I get anxious when it comes to balancing my work and preparing for the holiday. It gets very stressful for me trying to find the time to do all my shopping, do all my wrapping, and still trying to do all the extra stuff that piles up during the season at work.
Christmas is a time when all of creation loses their minds and forgets their manners as well.
Today, during one of my many errands, I had to stop by Ben Franklin -a local craft store- to get some ribbon and stuff for wrapping my presents. I am going very traditional this year, and I'm wrapping all my gifts in butcher paper, and using thick paper-based ribbon to set off each package. I will have to admit they are truly beautiful. Look for my on Facebook to see some pics. I'll post them when I'm done wrapping them all.
Anyways, I stopped by Bread Co. on my way to Ben Franklin to get my daily dose of Ice Tea. I ran in -leaving my car running- checked out and filled my cup and was back to my car in literally less than 4 minutes. Now bare in mind that I did park in an actual parking spot; yet I did leave my car running. So, as I come out to the lot I look both ways before I cross the street -like any good kid would do- and as I looked toward the direction of my car I see an older man standing in front of my car. I thought that maybe someone had hit my SUV and they were waiting till I came out to give me their information, than I thought that maybe someone was just getting into their car next time mine and I was overreacting.
Once I crossed over to my car I quickly learned that the complete opposite was happening. I pulled out my clicker to unlock my car -yes, I can leave my car running without the keys in it- and with the unlock of my car, my horn sounded, and the man standing next to my car turned to see who was coming toward him.
Without hesitation, without a split second, and without a single question, this guy starts screaming at me.
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING LEAVING YOUR CAR RUNNING?
Excuse me?" I stated calmly.
WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST LEAVE YOUR CAR RUNNING ALL DAMN DAY WHILE YOU RUN ALL OVER TOWN?
Excuse me?" I stated a little less than calm
I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!?
Well, my name is Colin Morrow. I'm 25 years old, haven't been screamed at in public since I can't remember when; and I just ran in for less than 5 minutes to get an Iced Tea at Bread Co. Thanks for watching my truck.
I WASN'T WATCHING YOUR CAR TO HELP YOU. I WAS WATCHING YOUR CAR TO SEE WHAT JACK ASS WAS LEAVING THEIR CAR RUNNING FURTHER POLLUTING THE EARTH BECAUSE THEIR TOO DAMN LAZY TO TURN A KEY.
Well, -I said as cool and calm as I have ever been- I appreciate your concern for the environment; but I don't appreciate you screaming at me like I'm a child over something so asinine as me leaving my car that I pay for, running on the gas, that I paid to put in the tank. I drive an SUV, yes, but I don't think me leaving it running for 3 extra minutes made a glacier shrink anywhere.
WELL THATS WHAT YOU....
Sir, I do not know you, and I'm sure you don't remember but I just told you my name was. So I'm going to get into my SUV that is nice and warm still and leave you standing here screaming like an idiot over something as dumb as 3 minutes of emissions from my car. I appreciate your interest and passion in the environment, but screaming to a complete stranger about your thoughts and beliefs is no way to stir feelings of conviction with anyone. So, if you don't mind I'm going to leave now. I hope you have a nice Christmas, and make your resolution for 2010 to stop screaming at people you've never met.
And with that, I got into my SUV -which was quite toasty- shut the door, kicked it in reverse, and made my way -less than 500 feet- to Ben Franklin on the other side of the shopping plaza.
So Day 5 may not count as "meeting" someone, but I definitely learned what he was passionate about. I didn't learn his name -nor do I think I care too- I don't know how old he is or where he is from. What I did learn is that he's passionate about, well...either global warming or air pollution, or air quality, or low emission vehicles, or...well hell; I don't really know what the little bastard was passionate about.
Day 5 was the day I met an ass wipe of a man who -unfortunately- rather just scream about his beliefs before learning where someone is coming from. If I had to guess I would say he was a Southern Baptist (and I can say that because I am one).
So, I'm not sure if this really counts as meeting a new person, but I do know it counts as meeting someone I don't really want to see again...for a while at least.
Thanks for tuning in tonight. This episode is posting a little bit late, and I do apologize. This is Colin.Always. saying: Remember: Just because you're passionate about it doesn't mean everyone else is. You catch more bees with honey than vinegar. So talk nice...not like a flaming ass hole in the middle of a parking lot.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Mission Day: 4
Wow, today was just one of those days. It all started at 6:00am when I left my house for work. I just about got killed by a 1000 year old woman on her cell phone who either didn't know where she was going, or didn't know how to drive in the first place. She just went flying right through a red light at Kennerly & Tesson Ferry as I was trying to go to Bread Company. I mean seriously; of all the people I would be one to get killed going to Bread Co.
Then work was friggin' crazy all day long. I showed up early to ensure that the menial stuff got out of the way because I knew we had a hectic surgical schedule and a full appointment schedule. But the moment the phones turned over, and people started coming in the door it was non-stop. I didn't even get to eat my Bread Co breakfast sandwich, and then I didn't get to eat my lunch until 6:00pm!! I was so sad. My Bread Company -yes, i did have Bread Co for lunch too- sandwich was still good though, but it just wasn't the same 5 hours after it was made.
Anyways, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to stop and pursue my goal for the day of meeting at least one new person because I didn't see anyone at Bread Co in the wee hours of the morning, and I didn't leave the office all day. Yet, I made it a point to stop somewhere I could at least hopefully bump into someone I could try to talk to.
So I stopped at Dierbergs to get some dinero from the ATM, and get something to drink. There amongst the fluorescent lights, over priced groceries, and fabulous Christmas music it happened....A woman about 70 years old -and quite possibly the same one who almost killed me this morning- slammed into me with her cart as she came out of an aisle.
Oh my Gosh I am so sorry. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and should have stopped looking at my list." Said the lady
Oh, it's okay, I've been hit harder!" I replied, even thought it really did hurt like a bitch and I thought my right leg was going to have a dent in it for the rest of my life.
"Are you okay?"
Yeah, I'm fine it's no big deal. I don't think there was any permanent damage" Even though I was just about to burst into tears because she also totally slammed into my hand and bent my finger in an ungodly position.
"Well do you want my information in case you need to go to the doctor?
Oh my goodness no. It seriously isn't that big of a deal; I don't think I'll be going to the doctor. I promise it was okay. My name is Colin, I shop here all the time so I'm sure we'll "bump" into each other again!
Oh my, I bet you're right! My name is Lorraine, and I'm here quite a bit so I'm sure I will see you again soon. Next time I'll have to bring my special cart bumpers
And with that I lost it. I was laughing so hard with a complete stranger -and a 5' tall female senior citizen- in the middle of the Snack Pak aisle in Dierbergs. I was literally laughing so hard that I was seeing little stars in my eyes, and she was laughing so hard she was holding on the her cart. Although I'm not sure if she was laughing at what she said like I was, or if she was laughing at me.
Honestly, what she said wasn't all that funny, but the gestures she made and the way she said it just made me lose it. I was probably a little slap happy so that sure didn't help. Yet, this just goes to prove the reason I am doing this experiment: Even complete strangers can warm your heart with laughter if you just take the time to "bump" into someone.
Thanks for tuning in tonight to Colin. Always. and remember: Even life's accidents can be just what you needed to make you stop and enjoy life.
Then work was friggin' crazy all day long. I showed up early to ensure that the menial stuff got out of the way because I knew we had a hectic surgical schedule and a full appointment schedule. But the moment the phones turned over, and people started coming in the door it was non-stop. I didn't even get to eat my Bread Co breakfast sandwich, and then I didn't get to eat my lunch until 6:00pm!! I was so sad. My Bread Company -yes, i did have Bread Co for lunch too- sandwich was still good though, but it just wasn't the same 5 hours after it was made.
Anyways, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to stop and pursue my goal for the day of meeting at least one new person because I didn't see anyone at Bread Co in the wee hours of the morning, and I didn't leave the office all day. Yet, I made it a point to stop somewhere I could at least hopefully bump into someone I could try to talk to.
So I stopped at Dierbergs to get some dinero from the ATM, and get something to drink. There amongst the fluorescent lights, over priced groceries, and fabulous Christmas music it happened....A woman about 70 years old -and quite possibly the same one who almost killed me this morning- slammed into me with her cart as she came out of an aisle.
Oh my Gosh I am so sorry. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and should have stopped looking at my list." Said the lady
Oh, it's okay, I've been hit harder!" I replied, even thought it really did hurt like a bitch and I thought my right leg was going to have a dent in it for the rest of my life.
"Are you okay?"
Yeah, I'm fine it's no big deal. I don't think there was any permanent damage" Even though I was just about to burst into tears because she also totally slammed into my hand and bent my finger in an ungodly position.
"Well do you want my information in case you need to go to the doctor?
Oh my goodness no. It seriously isn't that big of a deal; I don't think I'll be going to the doctor. I promise it was okay. My name is Colin, I shop here all the time so I'm sure we'll "bump" into each other again!
Oh my, I bet you're right! My name is Lorraine, and I'm here quite a bit so I'm sure I will see you again soon. Next time I'll have to bring my special cart bumpers
And with that I lost it. I was laughing so hard with a complete stranger -and a 5' tall female senior citizen- in the middle of the Snack Pak aisle in Dierbergs. I was literally laughing so hard that I was seeing little stars in my eyes, and she was laughing so hard she was holding on the her cart. Although I'm not sure if she was laughing at what she said like I was, or if she was laughing at me.
Honestly, what she said wasn't all that funny, but the gestures she made and the way she said it just made me lose it. I was probably a little slap happy so that sure didn't help. Yet, this just goes to prove the reason I am doing this experiment: Even complete strangers can warm your heart with laughter if you just take the time to "bump" into someone.
Thanks for tuning in tonight to Colin. Always. and remember: Even life's accidents can be just what you needed to make you stop and enjoy life.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Mission Day: 3
Welcome back guys. Hope you are all getting prepared for Christmas; men, it is in nine days so you better get to the store ASAP to get your "special someone" a gift. Although if you're anything like me -which I'm sure you're not- you've had that gift since before Thanksgiving.
What is on you're guys' Christmas wish list? I haven't really thought of much that I "want" for Christmas. I know what I need, but most of the stuff I need can't be bought or given in a box with ribbons and bows.
I've learned as I've gotten older that Christmas is more about giving of yourself than the giving of merchandise. Unfortunately, I think that many people still believe it's all about what they can afford to put inside a box. It's sad really once you think about it. I mean seriously; sure, we all love to get those cool presents and things we've been waiting for all year, or that one present that someone heard you mention on a whim during a meaningless conversation.
But what does that bring us other than clutter, and stuff? I don't know, maybe I'm the only one, but I rather have the opportunity to spend an entire day with no interruption in the company of those that hold a special place in my soul. I rather have the opportunity to serve the "less fortunate" a warm meal, than get the Nike+ Sportband watch I've been looking at every time I go to Dick's.
I don't know. I just don't get it. Sure, I love nice "things" just like everyone else. I rather carry my Louis Vuitton wallet than some pleather piece from Big Lots; I rather drive my leather trimmed SUV with a Sunroof and upgraded sound system than a 1993 Toyota Tercel. But am I who I am because I have those things? To some people probably, but to those that mean something to me I am Colin. I'm not the Louis Vuitton Wallet.
And so, that brings me back to my year long mission. For those of you just joining me, I've made a pact with myself to meet at least one new person everyday, for 365 days. Mission Day 3 found me in the line at 8:04am at the Arnold Commons St. Louis Bread Company.
I usually use the drive thru at this particular location, but, being in the midst of my life-mission, I decided it would be best to go inside. So there I was, waiting in a line of people about 10 deep (with two registers going, the line was going quick). The woman in front of me was dressed with exceptional taste. She had beautiful java colored shoulder length hair (and looking back I think she might have been wearing a bump-it!!!) with a large houndstooth print trench coat, with black wide leg pants that led down to a red pair of heels about 3 1/2 inches tall. They were point-toed faux crocodile leather (yes, I can spot the real thing) the same red as fire engine. They were nice. Her coat was buttoned with the waist belt tied in a loose knot to the front. I could not tell what type of blouse she was wearing, but I bet it was nice.
She was checking her Blackberry, and had a lap-top in her bag, along with a good deal of papers and little books. If I had to guess I would say she was a sales rep/person of some sort, probably pharmaceutical.
The line became slow, so I took my chance.
I really like that coat. I said as I leaned in speaking over her left shoulder. But not in the creepy "let-me-touch-you-in-a-dark-alley" kind of way.
She looked back and said, "Oh, thanks. I've had it for a while, but it was so cold this morning that I brought it out officially for winter."
Oh yeah, It has been so cold lately. I have a nice winter coat, but I keep forgetting to take it to the dry cleaner.
Oh yeah," she said "that's the only thing I don't like about this coat is that it has to be dry-cleaned."
Yeah, if I could afford it I would have all of my clothes dry cleaned just so they could iron it and hang it for me. But even then I would procrastinate putting it up in my closet. If there was one thing I had to pick to change about adult hood I would pick laundry.
Really? Of all the things that is what you would pick? I would change my bank account so I could have all the nicest of everything.
Yeah, but money can only buy so much. I bet it's true what they say, Money can't buy happiness.
I think having nice things clothes, cars, and stuff is enough to make you happy.
With that, it was her turn to order. When she turned to walk away from the counter I said:
It was nice talking to you, My name is Colin. Maybe we'll see each other her again sometime.
Yes, maybe.
And with that she was off to her table and it was my turn to order.
I was shocked. Seriously, this woman who appears to be somewhat educated, in her mid to late twenties, and appears so well put together still thinks "things" is what is going to make her happy?
Now you don't have to believe in God or Jesus -which I do, and I feel are the only things that provide you the truest level of happiness- but you have to believe that there is more to happiness than having nice items. You cannot -in the year 2009- still believe that your Lexus is going to make you happier than the love of a sibling. In the midst of an economic depression you cannot still truly, in the deepest depth of your soul, believe that what you have will make you happier than who you are and who you have around you.
It makes me sad to think that there are still people out there trying to gain "things" instead of themselves. What does it take for someone to realize that who they are, how they treat others, and the impact they make are far more important than what car they drive, what clothes fill their wardrobes, or what shoes keep their feet safe from pavement?
I think I've just found something to add to my Christmas list. I wish, that everyone, regardless of who they are, what color they are, their sexual orientation, what they've done, who they've hurt. Despite where they live, what money they have in their accounts, or where their home is; I wish that every soul could feel the warmth of Love that leads them true eternal happiness.
Thanks for tuning in tonight to Colin.Always. Remember: When we all come to the gate to be judged it won't matter what we owned, or what we bought one another.
What is on you're guys' Christmas wish list? I haven't really thought of much that I "want" for Christmas. I know what I need, but most of the stuff I need can't be bought or given in a box with ribbons and bows.
I've learned as I've gotten older that Christmas is more about giving of yourself than the giving of merchandise. Unfortunately, I think that many people still believe it's all about what they can afford to put inside a box. It's sad really once you think about it. I mean seriously; sure, we all love to get those cool presents and things we've been waiting for all year, or that one present that someone heard you mention on a whim during a meaningless conversation.
But what does that bring us other than clutter, and stuff? I don't know, maybe I'm the only one, but I rather have the opportunity to spend an entire day with no interruption in the company of those that hold a special place in my soul. I rather have the opportunity to serve the "less fortunate" a warm meal, than get the Nike+ Sportband watch I've been looking at every time I go to Dick's.
I don't know. I just don't get it. Sure, I love nice "things" just like everyone else. I rather carry my Louis Vuitton wallet than some pleather piece from Big Lots; I rather drive my leather trimmed SUV with a Sunroof and upgraded sound system than a 1993 Toyota Tercel. But am I who I am because I have those things? To some people probably, but to those that mean something to me I am Colin. I'm not the Louis Vuitton Wallet.
And so, that brings me back to my year long mission. For those of you just joining me, I've made a pact with myself to meet at least one new person everyday, for 365 days. Mission Day 3 found me in the line at 8:04am at the Arnold Commons St. Louis Bread Company.
I usually use the drive thru at this particular location, but, being in the midst of my life-mission, I decided it would be best to go inside. So there I was, waiting in a line of people about 10 deep (with two registers going, the line was going quick). The woman in front of me was dressed with exceptional taste. She had beautiful java colored shoulder length hair (and looking back I think she might have been wearing a bump-it!!!) with a large houndstooth print trench coat, with black wide leg pants that led down to a red pair of heels about 3 1/2 inches tall. They were point-toed faux crocodile leather (yes, I can spot the real thing) the same red as fire engine. They were nice. Her coat was buttoned with the waist belt tied in a loose knot to the front. I could not tell what type of blouse she was wearing, but I bet it was nice.
She was checking her Blackberry, and had a lap-top in her bag, along with a good deal of papers and little books. If I had to guess I would say she was a sales rep/person of some sort, probably pharmaceutical.
The line became slow, so I took my chance.
I really like that coat. I said as I leaned in speaking over her left shoulder. But not in the creepy "let-me-touch-you-in-a-dark-alley" kind of way.
She looked back and said, "Oh, thanks. I've had it for a while, but it was so cold this morning that I brought it out officially for winter."
Oh yeah, It has been so cold lately. I have a nice winter coat, but I keep forgetting to take it to the dry cleaner.
Oh yeah," she said "that's the only thing I don't like about this coat is that it has to be dry-cleaned."
Yeah, if I could afford it I would have all of my clothes dry cleaned just so they could iron it and hang it for me. But even then I would procrastinate putting it up in my closet. If there was one thing I had to pick to change about adult hood I would pick laundry.
Really? Of all the things that is what you would pick? I would change my bank account so I could have all the nicest of everything.
Yeah, but money can only buy so much. I bet it's true what they say, Money can't buy happiness.
I think having nice things clothes, cars, and stuff is enough to make you happy.
With that, it was her turn to order. When she turned to walk away from the counter I said:
It was nice talking to you, My name is Colin. Maybe we'll see each other her again sometime.
Yes, maybe.
And with that she was off to her table and it was my turn to order.
I was shocked. Seriously, this woman who appears to be somewhat educated, in her mid to late twenties, and appears so well put together still thinks "things" is what is going to make her happy?
Now you don't have to believe in God or Jesus -which I do, and I feel are the only things that provide you the truest level of happiness- but you have to believe that there is more to happiness than having nice items. You cannot -in the year 2009- still believe that your Lexus is going to make you happier than the love of a sibling. In the midst of an economic depression you cannot still truly, in the deepest depth of your soul, believe that what you have will make you happier than who you are and who you have around you.
It makes me sad to think that there are still people out there trying to gain "things" instead of themselves. What does it take for someone to realize that who they are, how they treat others, and the impact they make are far more important than what car they drive, what clothes fill their wardrobes, or what shoes keep their feet safe from pavement?
I think I've just found something to add to my Christmas list. I wish, that everyone, regardless of who they are, what color they are, their sexual orientation, what they've done, who they've hurt. Despite where they live, what money they have in their accounts, or where their home is; I wish that every soul could feel the warmth of Love that leads them true eternal happiness.
Thanks for tuning in tonight to Colin.Always. Remember: When we all come to the gate to be judged it won't matter what we owned, or what we bought one another.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Welcome back everyone! It's Day 2 of the Meet-at least-one-new-person-a-day-for-a-year Mission. Yesterday was a great kick 0ff when I met LaTasha whens he came into my office to drop of some random information for some boot-leg pyramid scheme.
Today's experience was not so great. I was waiting in line to check out this morning at the gas station right up the street from work this morning. I had my usual Red Bull and a package of Hostess CupCakes. There was a gentleman complaining behind me about how long the line was. He was, in fact, being a doucher. I mean seriously, it was 7:15 in the morning and the gas station was busy as a mother. They had both registers going as fast as they could.
So anyways; I thought I would be funny, so I turned around and said:
I bet I have enough time to eat all this and leave without paying!
He just stared at me.
I'm just kidding, I'm not a stealer.
Nothing.
Well it was nice talking with you. I'm Colin Morrow. I work down the hill at Vogel Veterinary Hospital.
Nothing.
Okay, well, I hope you enjoy the rest of your day. Don't stay crabby forever.
And with that I was out the door. He was probably the most unfriendly person I've ever seen. All he did was complain in line, but then when I tried to be nice and talk to him, he was silent.
Why is that? Why is that some people are only happy when they complain? Why do people feel the need to complain about things out loud? Especially in public places when they're alone? How would that guy like if someone came to his place of employment and complained about how he was doing his job?
Sure, being an employee at a Convenience Store probably isn't the most brain busting job in America but it's a job. They work hard, they -all the employees of this particular station- are extremely friendly, and go above and beyond to make sure they're providing excellent customer service.
So, all-in-all, Mission Day: 2 didn't go so well. I didn't really "meet" anyone, but I tried. I know it's only been 2 days, but I think this is really going to be an eye opening experience in sociology.
Thanks for tuning in to Colin.Always on this, Tuesday, December 15, 2009. Remember: 10 Days till Christmas. Get your party hats ready, and celebrate the birthday of Jesus!!
Today's experience was not so great. I was waiting in line to check out this morning at the gas station right up the street from work this morning. I had my usual Red Bull and a package of Hostess CupCakes. There was a gentleman complaining behind me about how long the line was. He was, in fact, being a doucher. I mean seriously, it was 7:15 in the morning and the gas station was busy as a mother. They had both registers going as fast as they could.
So anyways; I thought I would be funny, so I turned around and said:
I bet I have enough time to eat all this and leave without paying!
He just stared at me.
I'm just kidding, I'm not a stealer.
Nothing.
Well it was nice talking with you. I'm Colin Morrow. I work down the hill at Vogel Veterinary Hospital.
Nothing.
Okay, well, I hope you enjoy the rest of your day. Don't stay crabby forever.
And with that I was out the door. He was probably the most unfriendly person I've ever seen. All he did was complain in line, but then when I tried to be nice and talk to him, he was silent.
Why is that? Why is that some people are only happy when they complain? Why do people feel the need to complain about things out loud? Especially in public places when they're alone? How would that guy like if someone came to his place of employment and complained about how he was doing his job?
Sure, being an employee at a Convenience Store probably isn't the most brain busting job in America but it's a job. They work hard, they -all the employees of this particular station- are extremely friendly, and go above and beyond to make sure they're providing excellent customer service.
So, all-in-all, Mission Day: 2 didn't go so well. I didn't really "meet" anyone, but I tried. I know it's only been 2 days, but I think this is really going to be an eye opening experience in sociology.
Thanks for tuning in to Colin.Always on this, Tuesday, December 15, 2009. Remember: 10 Days till Christmas. Get your party hats ready, and celebrate the birthday of Jesus!!
Monday, December 14, 2009
Mission Day: 1
So today marks the first day for my new life mission. Now you may be asking: What the hell is he planning on doing now? Yet, for all you nay-sayers our there; it's simple: I'm am starting a goal to meet at least one new person everyday for everyday of the year.
It all started when I was driving home yesterday evening, and people everywhere; there were people parked at every single store I passed; the highway was crowded, and all the side roads I passed seemed just as crowded. So I got to thinking: Isn't it weird that we go through life day-in-day-out and pass all of these people and will probably never meet?!? It kinda makes me sad to think of all those people I see everyday and I just pass on by.
So, here I am. I made the goal of meeting at least one new person everyday for one year. Yes, there are rules I have set for this experience. The following rules apply to my goals, there are as follows:
1.) If you know their first name, they do not count. This eliminates delivery men, sales reps, clients, and spouses of clients.
2.) Clients -even the new ones- do not count.
3.) Church members do not count. I can still meet them, but they do not apply to this goal.
4.) Each person I meet must be a complete stranger.
5.) Introductions via a colleague, acquaintance, friend, or relative do not count.
And thus begins the mission; and I am happy to say that day 1 went quite well...almost.
Today at work a woman came into the office to drop off some information -soliciting basically- for some weird pyramid scheme thing. She stopped to look at the kittens we have for adoption in my office, and I thought to myself: Here she is, my new friend for the day! Yes, I actually referred to her as friend. But then I didn't know if she would count because she's kind of a delivery person, but I've never seen her before. So anyways, I went for it.
She was really nice actually. The conversation went a little something like this: (I am in italics, her response is plain.)
Want to adopt a new kitten?
Ha ha ha, no. I have 2 cats and three kids. My plate is beyond full.
Yeah, definitely sounds like you have a lot going on! My name is Colin. Thanks for dropping this off, it looks pretty interseting.
Nice to meet you, my name is LaTasha. Yeah, I've been reading this more and more as I walk around the city. I guess you can call it interesting.
Oh, this isn't something from you directly?
Heck no. I don't do these stupid pyramid things. I mean please, I work for you, so you can make money off me, and I make less because I have to give you part of it? No thanks.
Ha ha ha
Although, with me not having a job and two kids to provide for, I may have to look into it soon! ha ha ha
Oh my, you lost your job?!? That seems to be a trend now-a-days. I hope you find something soon.
Yeah me too, my aunt new a lady who does this and she's paying me to pass out like 3000 of these things door to door. It's not much money, but I've gotta do something.
Well thats good, and hey, from the looks of this, when you become a Platinum Level Senior Vice President for them they'll make the payments on a Bentley for you. I bet there isn't a person in that company who has a Bentley!
Damn straight, no one up in there got a Bentley! You right about that.
What kind of cats do you have?
Just two black one, a boy and a girl. Rambo & Adrienne. They crazy.
Rambo & Adrienne, thats sooo cute! How old are they?
Uhm, they a little past one years old.
Well here, take these, hopefully they'll help you a little until you can find some good work, and heres one of our magnets if you need anything give us a call.
Really? Thank you so much, I've been doin' this all day long **It was only 10:30am! LOL** and you the first person who even told me their name. What are these (referring to the things I just handed her)?
Oh, they're a bunch of $5.00 off coupons that we get to use when people buy Hill's dog or cat food. You can use them at any petstore or vet.
Really? Five dollars...thank you so much!! Have a good day!
Hey, you too! Merry Christmas!!
Merry Christmas to you too!!
And off she went, with like, 9 or 10 coupons and our magnet. I will probably never see her again, but that's not the point. The whole entire point of this experience is to just meet people. To go deeper than surface, if possible, and try to help them anyway I can in the few minutes I have with them. For LaTasha, it was just a warm hello, a few questions, and some coupons that didn't cost me a penny, but will save her about $45 to $50.
I feel great about this experiment. I know that things will only get easier as each day passes, and hopefully as my life is changed a little bit each day, so will the lives of those I meet.
Tune in tomorrow at 11/10CST to see how day 2 goes.
This is Colin.Always. Remember: We are only as good as those we ridcule.
It all started when I was driving home yesterday evening, and people everywhere; there were people parked at every single store I passed; the highway was crowded, and all the side roads I passed seemed just as crowded. So I got to thinking: Isn't it weird that we go through life day-in-day-out and pass all of these people and will probably never meet?!? It kinda makes me sad to think of all those people I see everyday and I just pass on by.
So, here I am. I made the goal of meeting at least one new person everyday for one year. Yes, there are rules I have set for this experience. The following rules apply to my goals, there are as follows:
1.) If you know their first name, they do not count. This eliminates delivery men, sales reps, clients, and spouses of clients.
2.) Clients -even the new ones- do not count.
3.) Church members do not count. I can still meet them, but they do not apply to this goal.
4.) Each person I meet must be a complete stranger.
5.) Introductions via a colleague, acquaintance, friend, or relative do not count.
And thus begins the mission; and I am happy to say that day 1 went quite well...almost.
Today at work a woman came into the office to drop off some information -soliciting basically- for some weird pyramid scheme thing. She stopped to look at the kittens we have for adoption in my office, and I thought to myself: Here she is, my new friend for the day! Yes, I actually referred to her as friend. But then I didn't know if she would count because she's kind of a delivery person, but I've never seen her before. So anyways, I went for it.
She was really nice actually. The conversation went a little something like this: (I am in italics, her response is plain.)
Want to adopt a new kitten?
Ha ha ha, no. I have 2 cats and three kids. My plate is beyond full.
Yeah, definitely sounds like you have a lot going on! My name is Colin. Thanks for dropping this off, it looks pretty interseting.
Nice to meet you, my name is LaTasha. Yeah, I've been reading this more and more as I walk around the city. I guess you can call it interesting.
Oh, this isn't something from you directly?
Heck no. I don't do these stupid pyramid things. I mean please, I work for you, so you can make money off me, and I make less because I have to give you part of it? No thanks.
Ha ha ha
Although, with me not having a job and two kids to provide for, I may have to look into it soon! ha ha ha
Oh my, you lost your job?!? That seems to be a trend now-a-days. I hope you find something soon.
Yeah me too, my aunt new a lady who does this and she's paying me to pass out like 3000 of these things door to door. It's not much money, but I've gotta do something.
Well thats good, and hey, from the looks of this, when you become a Platinum Level Senior Vice President for them they'll make the payments on a Bentley for you. I bet there isn't a person in that company who has a Bentley!
Damn straight, no one up in there got a Bentley! You right about that.
What kind of cats do you have?
Just two black one, a boy and a girl. Rambo & Adrienne. They crazy.
Rambo & Adrienne, thats sooo cute! How old are they?
Uhm, they a little past one years old.
Well here, take these, hopefully they'll help you a little until you can find some good work, and heres one of our magnets if you need anything give us a call.
Really? Thank you so much, I've been doin' this all day long **It was only 10:30am! LOL** and you the first person who even told me their name. What are these (referring to the things I just handed her)?
Oh, they're a bunch of $5.00 off coupons that we get to use when people buy Hill's dog or cat food. You can use them at any petstore or vet.
Really? Five dollars...thank you so much!! Have a good day!
Hey, you too! Merry Christmas!!
Merry Christmas to you too!!
And off she went, with like, 9 or 10 coupons and our magnet. I will probably never see her again, but that's not the point. The whole entire point of this experience is to just meet people. To go deeper than surface, if possible, and try to help them anyway I can in the few minutes I have with them. For LaTasha, it was just a warm hello, a few questions, and some coupons that didn't cost me a penny, but will save her about $45 to $50.
I feel great about this experiment. I know that things will only get easier as each day passes, and hopefully as my life is changed a little bit each day, so will the lives of those I meet.
Tune in tomorrow at 11/10CST to see how day 2 goes.
This is Colin.Always. Remember: We are only as good as those we ridcule.
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