tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6514394646355489375.post565580795182484235..comments2024-03-18T13:12:58.042-07:00Comments on Not Afraid of Color: thankful for polite folkLA Paylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06553491768819243802noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6514394646355489375.post-56653429577608021662017-01-19T12:58:09.055-08:002017-01-19T12:58:09.055-08:00I've always thought that's it's really...I've always thought that's it's really easy to treat people the way you want to be treated. This is why I'm so frequently puzzled by discourtesy and bullying. <br />I try to be polite and helpful to all. It makes a better world for everyone, doesn't it?<br />gaylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11629856023631651681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6514394646355489375.post-64831603903936658032017-01-19T08:13:53.670-08:002017-01-19T08:13:53.670-08:00Recently a young man held the door for my husband ...Recently a young man held the door for my husband and myself, allowing us to enter first. It gave me hope for the future. I never minded a man or anyone for that matter holding open a door for the next person. I hold it for those behind me too! LA Paylorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06553491768819243802noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6514394646355489375.post-27532714355019409242017-01-19T08:06:10.532-08:002017-01-19T08:06:10.532-08:00Excellent post! The simple act of holding a door ...Excellent post! The simple act of holding a door open was the most recent "polite" encounter I've experienced - not the chauvinistic "man must hold door for weaker woman" nonsense of our childhood, but one woman stopping mid-stride to hold the door for me. It made the rest of my day better and I hope it did for her, too.Quiltdivajuliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15593385265961892847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6514394646355489375.post-12721901313266417882017-01-19T04:53:44.824-08:002017-01-19T04:53:44.824-08:00My husband is a Vietnam veteran. He has a hat tha...My husband is a Vietnam veteran. He has a hat that he wears that tells that. When people stop him to say, "Thank you for your service," and shake his hand, it sometimes brings tears to my eyes! That is a pretty recent experience for Veterans of our generation. Thank you for your great post, LeeAnna! Definitely a good reminder for us all!LIttle Penguin Quiltshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05963436433585505550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6514394646355489375.post-32850405522501540982017-01-18T23:32:39.957-08:002017-01-18T23:32:39.957-08:00I love what you said about respect... and yes... i...I love what you said about respect... and yes... if we treat all other peeps the way we want to be treated by them, then our world would be a much better place...easyweimaranerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14377003995063754713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6514394646355489375.post-25292964145153335272017-01-18T22:29:16.485-08:002017-01-18T22:29:16.485-08:00kindness, niceness starts at home! and continues a...kindness, niceness starts at home! and continues at the grocery!! be well, Sonjasonjahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16879764714948869488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6514394646355489375.post-32294636707835831612017-01-18T16:53:45.133-08:002017-01-18T16:53:45.133-08:00I was in the grocery store today and wanted to buy...I was in the grocery store today and wanted to buy some shredded Parmesan cheese. The jarred brand that I love because it has no filler (like powered cellulose, yuck) is no longer carried by the store, so I went to the deli section and asked a clerk who was stocking the shelves. She was just the nicest person ever, helped me find one without filler, offered me a coupon on a different brand and even said she would grate a fresh chunk for me. She was so pleasant and helpful, she really made my day. You can be sure that I told her that, too. In our present political atmosphere where there is so much discord in the world, it is nice to know that niceness can prevail.Norma Schlagerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03979046682608968891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6514394646355489375.post-64000016062527526102017-01-18T16:51:16.544-08:002017-01-18T16:51:16.544-08:00Love this post and agree wholeheartedly! My neighb...Love this post and agree wholeheartedly! My neighbor and I make an effort to extend kindness to each other, despite rarely crossing paths. I leave her eggs from my hens and she gives me goodies from her garden or pantry. Kindness that, although not necessary, makes life a little brighter.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11231081927797107249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6514394646355489375.post-52007882823682578392017-01-18T16:25:19.094-08:002017-01-18T16:25:19.094-08:00Just moving here to the Pacific Northwest two year...Just moving here to the Pacific Northwest two years ago has changed everything for me. In California, people tend to do as you described the shoppers on the phone. Pushing past you so they could get a better look as thought they were more important. It was like that all over there! I was used to it, I lived my entire life there!<br />Then I moved here. I couldn't believe how kind people are here! Saying excuse me, opening doors for each other, letting you go ahead of in line because you have fewer groceries, smiling and saying thank you when you do something kind for them. It is such a relief to be among people who care about each other. I find myself watching out for other people more, so I can take care of them, because I know that in return, people will take care of me. I smile more and say thank you. (In California, if a person was a stranger, they looked at you funny if you said thank you, or excuse me) Don't get me wrong, not all Californians were like that, but it was more the rule than the exception.<br />Thank you for posting this. It is a good thing to be reminded of.claudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16572555442321120647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6514394646355489375.post-7718493650553040382017-01-18T15:59:40.228-08:002017-01-18T15:59:40.228-08:00My friend and I were just talking about this Satur...My friend and I were just talking about this Saturday....especially as in our area, everyone is experiencing being shut it and in such a hurry once they do get out. SO we smiled and took our time. We enjoyed conversation during slow traffic. We let lunch linger longer due to snow outside. Se tipped our waitress extra for having to deal with crabby people. It's the simple things that make or break us. SMILE! Val's Quilting Studiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09451000559295763123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6514394646355489375.post-55685529899442287042017-01-18T15:18:58.844-08:002017-01-18T15:18:58.844-08:00I wholeheartedly agree. It should not shock us wh...I wholeheartedly agree. It should not shock us when someone is polite and uses manners but it does because it happens so seldom. I am always appreciative of someone saying excuse me when they shopping in a close area and I always do the same. A couple of months ago my mom & I were in line at McD's. We ordered & pulled up to the window to pay. We were told by the cashier that our meal had been paid for by the car in front of us. We were so surprised & it made our day. The person that paid didn't know us. She was just showing kindness to someone else. Thanks for reminding us that there are still people out being kind & considerate. I enjoyed your post. Thanks.Pamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15847759307093903227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6514394646355489375.post-12856821294705729482017-01-18T13:47:55.773-08:002017-01-18T13:47:55.773-08:00A simple hello or good morning greeting with a smi...A simple hello or good morning greeting with a smile as I meet a stranger as we pass each other walking does it for me. A lot of the time I am the first to greet but 90% of the time I get a genuine smile and a good morning back. This happens daily and makes my day brighter.quiltedfabricarthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00036237963134480179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6514394646355489375.post-25506435565590024842017-01-18T12:35:19.945-08:002017-01-18T12:35:19.945-08:00i hear you sister! So in my grocery store ,i often...i hear you sister! So in my grocery store ,i often let the folks behind me "go ahead" as am loading up the conveyor belt if the are balancing a sandwich and a drink. They say thank you. Some say it again as they leave the check out lane!. Some say "oh that's okay" and wait their turn and some even chat and two kindness make for a great day! sonjahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16879764714948869488noreply@blogger.com