Today was my final day of “pre-season training” with 2012 just hours away. And for now the 3rd day in a row, I made some changes to my original plan for the day as that plan bumped into “real life.” And also for the 3rd day in a row, those changes revealed new lessons for me. It will be interesting to see how often changes like this take place.

To help me combat this tendency, I decided that I should give a gift card to someone who I normally would think negatively of and typically avoid. It wasn’t long before I saw an older man who was poorly dressed, unshaven, smoking (I really dislike smoking), and riding a handicap electric cart. He wasn’t smiling and didn’t look pleasant. Just what I was looking for. I stopped him and asked him if he’d like a gift card to Starbucks. His response surprised me— “No, I don’t ever go to Starbucks.” Well that didn’t go how I expected! But I was still determined to follow through with my plan, so I continued to walk further up the street.
After 10-15 minutes of strolling, unable to find someone who looked sufficiently unlike me, I realized that I was in the wrong place, using the wrong card. Main Street in Moorestown, NJ is mostly filled with people just like me, most of whom go to Starbucks regularly. If I wanted to brighten the day of a different type of person, I should go to the shopping center at the “other end” of town, buy some cards from Dunkin’ Donuts, and stop in at the Laundromat. And so that’s exactly what I did.

As I got back in my car and reflected on what I had learned, I decided that I would use the Starbucks gift cards mostly as “thank yous” while I would use the Dunkin’ Donuts ones mostly as simple ways to brighten the day of a stranger. Since I still needed to stop and get gas on my way home, I figured I could use one of the Starbucks cards to say “thank you” to the gas station attendant who is always so friendly at the place where I prefer to fill up (New Jersey is one of the few states where all gas stations must be full service only). After my tank was full, I gave him my credit card for the gas, and the gift card with my thanks. He seemed appreciative, though it was such a quick exchange that I honestly couldn’t gauge his reaction. It didn’t really matter anyway as my goal was about the gesture, not the reaction.
Well, tomorrow is January 1st and marks the “official” start of my kindness project. The past 3 days have been perfect preparation—giving me a chance to practice both doing intentional acts of kindness, as well as writing about my observations and reflections. I can’t wait to discover what lies ahead!
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