How I Met NICE ...
Nice to know the little brother of shit, we're all too well. However, I asked myself last week, what about the other nice, as is the brother of honesty, compassion and respect for the family of the big heart? Since last Thursday, I wonder if that nice at all anyone knows? Attention, here is a true bedtime story used directly from life. Topic: "How I Met NETT ..."!
It was once a young blond girl that after a ten hour shift at work tired at the counter of the supermarket and stand in mind for a long time sitting on the couch at home. But was quickly removed from their daydream than the Kassenmagd told her that neither of their debit cards worked. The girl had to ashamed to admit that one of the cards was too old and worn, the others had too little coverage. The older couple next to her shook his head disapprovingly in the series: first two bottles of wine, cigarettes, snacks and a kilo of salmon wrap, but then pay any money to have - tz tz tz, the youth of today! Straight wanted as the blonde girl with her head bowed to shopping bag to empty, a strange man was standing beside her, who declared their willingness to pay for their purchases. As the girl eyed him with astonishment open eyes, he smiled and reiterated: "No problem, I like to do!". Despite his broad smiles and sincere words shot the girl just a thought to mind: "Why does this man is and what he expects in return?". Before the girl knew it, the purchases were paid for the bag in her hand and her savior and she ran towards the exit. When the man gave her a business card, on which the girl could find him and pay their debts, they finally brought several stammering "Thank you" out. As the man smiled again and called for the adoption: "I know how that is when you stand at the register, can not pay and will be watched, shaking his head at once from all others. Give me back the money whenever you want, I will still work in two months at the company. Oh and by the way, enjoy your meal! ". While the rescuers in need in his white car drove towards the setting sun, the girl was still standing there dumbfounded and ashamed. Not that you could not pay for the purchase, but that you answer at first so much more honest niceness with their first thoughts about it and brought only mistrust was amazed that there were probably still genuinely nice people in the world. After dinner the girl and her visit to the sponsored meal eaten with pleasure, had decided it on the first glass of wine also sponsored: In the future, one should pay a visit NETT more often, because it carries a lot of himself and his fellows more joy than the little brother of shit. Finally, the smile of a fellow enrich the soul. A sitcom known as Sprüchchen "Have you met nice?" should awaken even the largest Freundlichkeitserzfeinden interest to know this nice times. In addition, you should see anyway in every human being first is good, because even though we neglect it is far too often NETT but as a family member of the great heart really our friend. Perhaps there will soon have a new sitcom with stories from everyday life, were, "How I Met ... NICE!"