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On Monday I was doing my walk and came across somebody's keys still in their front door. This happens a lot more regularly than you'd think, and always makes me chuckle.
So I knock on her door (an old woman lives here, it's a row of bungalows that old people inhabit) and there's no answer. I try her neighbour and she says "Yes she sleeps in, won't hear you knocking". So I explain the situation and she agrees to take the keys for her neighbour, I write a little note on a card and pop it back through sleeping woman's door and continue with my day.
Yesterday I come to the bungalow-row again and on sleeping woman's door is a card taped to the door with "Postman!" on it.
I open it and it's a thank you card, effusive with praise and telling me she's left a bottle of wine for me in the bin cupboard for my trouble.
I think that's the 1st time I've been the recepient of a random act of kindness and it made me smile the rest of the morning.
And I realised, of all the people I see and chat to during my walk - it's the old people that always stop and ask how things are etc.
Most other people just look down and hurry past, yet the older generation always make time, even if it's just a nod and "Morning Postie".
I think it's a completely different generation of values and it'll be a real shame when there are no more left and the old people consist of the Chantals and Liams, because they'll just be angry stupid pensioner.
So I knock on her door (an old woman lives here, it's a row of bungalows that old people inhabit) and there's no answer. I try her neighbour and she says "Yes she sleeps in, won't hear you knocking". So I explain the situation and she agrees to take the keys for her neighbour, I write a little note on a card and pop it back through sleeping woman's door and continue with my day.
Yesterday I come to the bungalow-row again and on sleeping woman's door is a card taped to the door with "Postman!" on it.
I open it and it's a thank you card, effusive with praise and telling me she's left a bottle of wine for me in the bin cupboard for my trouble.
I think that's the 1st time I've been the recepient of a random act of kindness and it made me smile the rest of the morning.
And I realised, of all the people I see and chat to during my walk - it's the old people that always stop and ask how things are etc.
Most other people just look down and hurry past, yet the older generation always make time, even if it's just a nod and "Morning Postie".
I think it's a completely different generation of values and it'll be a real shame when there are no more left and the old people consist of the Chantals and Liams, because they'll just be angry stupid pensioner.
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Postmen seem to be really nice people it appears.
I remember when I was younger, the postman would walk down teh path in snowy weather then make sure not to make any more footsteps by walking over his own.
But you're tlaking about old people being kind.
I guess that's true.
I remember when I was younger, the postman would walk down teh path in snowy weather then make sure not to make any more footsteps by walking over his own.
But you're tlaking about old people being kind.
I guess that's true.
Ive found that if i hold a door open for someone im more likely to get a "Thank you" from a younger person than from an older person, but then this isnt a topic about manners.
Goatboy wrote:
> I think it's a completely different generation of values and it'll be
> a real shame when there are no more left and the old people consist of
> the Chantals and Liams, because they'll just be angry stupid
> pensioner.
You can't say that all old people are as nice as this lady you came across, I know I have met some rude old people before. Also, not all young people will turn out to be 'angry stupid pensioners', there are quite a few who have some manners therefore will turn out to be a nice old person.
> I think it's a completely different generation of values and it'll be
> a real shame when there are no more left and the old people consist of
> the Chantals and Liams, because they'll just be angry stupid
> pensioner.
You can't say that all old people are as nice as this lady you came across, I know I have met some rude old people before. Also, not all young people will turn out to be 'angry stupid pensioners', there are quite a few who have some manners therefore will turn out to be a nice old person.
Light wrote:
> I genuinely don't think it's a generational thing; some of the most
> selfish, rude, ungrateful 'tards I've met have been over 65. And some
> of the politest and generous people I've met have been under 20.
>
> Manners seem to be a matter of upbringing. But then, I was once
> approached by the roughest looking charver I've ever seen, who
> timorously asked "Pardon me, but do you have the right time on
> you please?", and followed it up with a "Thank you very
> much"(Pandy; this happened in the park opposite the Plough. No,
> really).
>
You're totally right, it is all about the upbringing. My parents always taught me to say please and thankyou. It's just automatic to me now. But some of my mates are so rude it surprises me. Old people are really rude because they think they are better than the younger people. YOung people are getting ruder all the time, but old people are ignorant and arrogant.
> I genuinely don't think it's a generational thing; some of the most
> selfish, rude, ungrateful 'tards I've met have been over 65. And some
> of the politest and generous people I've met have been under 20.
>
> Manners seem to be a matter of upbringing. But then, I was once
> approached by the roughest looking charver I've ever seen, who
> timorously asked "Pardon me, but do you have the right time on
> you please?", and followed it up with a "Thank you very
> much"(Pandy; this happened in the park opposite the Plough. No,
> really).
>
You're totally right, it is all about the upbringing. My parents always taught me to say please and thankyou. It's just automatic to me now. But some of my mates are so rude it surprises me. Old people are really rude because they think they are better than the younger people. YOung people are getting ruder all the time, but old people are ignorant and arrogant.
I genuinely don't think it's a generational thing; some of the most selfish, rude, ungrateful 'tards I've met have been over 65. And some of the politest and generous people I've met have been under 20.
Manners seem to be a matter of upbringing. But then, I was once approached by the roughest looking charver I've ever seen, who timorously asked "Pardon me, but do you have the right time on you please?", and followed it up with a "Thank you very much"(Pandy; this happened in the park opposite the Plough. No, really).
Why haven't anthopologists examined this dammit?
Manners seem to be a matter of upbringing. But then, I was once approached by the roughest looking charver I've ever seen, who timorously asked "Pardon me, but do you have the right time on you please?", and followed it up with a "Thank you very much"(Pandy; this happened in the park opposite the Plough. No, really).
Why haven't anthopologists examined this dammit?
I was surprised at how friendly my postman was the other day...it seemed unusual, but i never say to him 'hows your day going' because i think if i ask him that, and then everyone else asks him it will add like an extra 2 hours onto the time it takes to finish his round.
Of course, after my round I went back and, using the spare set I had cut, I sneaked in and smeared dung over the walls before stealing her pension and eating all her shortbread
You old softie
So you had to do the rest of your round with a bottle of wine in your hand? She was trying to get your fire, mate.
On Monday I was doing my walk and came across somebody's keys still in their front door. This happens a lot more regularly than you'd think, and always makes me chuckle.
So I knock on her door (an old woman lives here, it's a row of bungalows that old people inhabit) and there's no answer. I try her neighbour and she says "Yes she sleeps in, won't hear you knocking". So I explain the situation and she agrees to take the keys for her neighbour, I write a little note on a card and pop it back through sleeping woman's door and continue with my day.
Yesterday I come to the bungalow-row again and on sleeping woman's door is a card taped to the door with "Postman!" on it.
I open it and it's a thank you card, effusive with praise and telling me she's left a bottle of wine for me in the bin cupboard for my trouble.
I think that's the 1st time I've been the recepient of a random act of kindness and it made me smile the rest of the morning.
And I realised, of all the people I see and chat to during my walk - it's the old people that always stop and ask how things are etc.
Most other people just look down and hurry past, yet the older generation always make time, even if it's just a nod and "Morning Postie".
I think it's a completely different generation of values and it'll be a real shame when there are no more left and the old people consist of the Chantals and Liams, because they'll just be angry stupid pensioner.
So I knock on her door (an old woman lives here, it's a row of bungalows that old people inhabit) and there's no answer. I try her neighbour and she says "Yes she sleeps in, won't hear you knocking". So I explain the situation and she agrees to take the keys for her neighbour, I write a little note on a card and pop it back through sleeping woman's door and continue with my day.
Yesterday I come to the bungalow-row again and on sleeping woman's door is a card taped to the door with "Postman!" on it.
I open it and it's a thank you card, effusive with praise and telling me she's left a bottle of wine for me in the bin cupboard for my trouble.
I think that's the 1st time I've been the recepient of a random act of kindness and it made me smile the rest of the morning.
And I realised, of all the people I see and chat to during my walk - it's the old people that always stop and ask how things are etc.
Most other people just look down and hurry past, yet the older generation always make time, even if it's just a nod and "Morning Postie".
I think it's a completely different generation of values and it'll be a real shame when there are no more left and the old people consist of the Chantals and Liams, because they'll just be angry stupid pensioner.
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