30 People Reveal The Most Intimate Moments They Had With People They’ve Never Seen In Their Lives Before
A kind word, a hug when needed, and a pinch of empathy are sometimes all that’s needed to make someone smile when they’re down and to feel supported when things seem darkest. We’re all human after all, but sometimes we forget that as we’re busily rushing about doing whatever it is that we do. However, when we slow down, when we get outside of our heads, we can start to notice strangers in need. Strangers who might need a helping hand. Our helping hand.
In a series of honest, emotional, and soul-healing posts on Reddit, internet users shared the most intimate moments they had with complete strangers. The posts are like chicken soup for the heart and soul, dear Pandas, and we thought they’d warm you up and inspire you to be just a bit kinder today. This is the kind of content that the internet was made for!
Scroll down for some truly heart-warming stories. Remember to upvote the ones that touched you the most, share your own stories in the comments if you’re feeling up to it, and read through Bored Panda’s interview about the benefits of kindness with British psychotherapist Silva Neves.
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I had to put down my dog Rocco last Christmas because of age-related health problems. I spoiled him rotten the whole week before. On his last day, I took him for one final walk at the local dog park. He was a big guy, 135 pounds of pure love. The first thing I saw as we began our walk was an older lady with a tiny little dog that was not even the size of Rocco’s head. Of course, Rocco went on his way to say hello and I called out to reassure the woman that he was very gentle. She smiled and replied she wasn’t worried.
As our dogs got to know each other we started chatting and she commented on what a beautiful, wonderful dog Rocco was. I thanked her and told her that sadly it was his last day and I had to put him to sleep later on that day. She immediately burst into tears and looked at me with such compassion and asked if she could hug me. I agreed and we were both in tears.
Afterwards, she told me that she knew how much a dog could make a difference in your life and that just two weeks prior her husband had passed away and she didn’t know how she would have got through it all without her dog. At this point, I was crying again and I asked if I could give her a hug. So there we stood, two complete strangers, hugging and crying. I will never forget that woman and the genuine love and compassion she showed me when I needed it the most.
I was living in Houston and working at a FedEx Kinkos when Hurricane Katrina happened. An older woman came in a with photo of her son who was missing that she wanted to post online. She had no idea how to really use a computer and certainly no idea how to scan and upload a photo. We were way backed up on the in-house side of things, so I set her up at a self-service computer and did it all myself. I scanned and burned her a copy of the photo, uploaded it online to where she wanted, and walked her through everything I did in case she found other places to post the photo. She was immensely grateful.
Roughly two months later, she came in and brought her son because he wanted to thank me for helping his mom find him. We hugged. I cried. Most intimate stranger moment of my life.
I broke my hand very recently in a bad, should-have-died car accident. The State Trooper who arrived almost refused to help me get my ID out of my wallet even with my express permission, let alone help me get out of my car. Then there was Vance.
Vance was a normal-dude tow truck driver with AAA. When he got to me, shaking in my car, eyes and nose running like a faucet, he offered to help me out of the car. His tone was thick with empathy, something severely lacking from the trooper. He helped me open the door and offered to scoop me out of the vehicle, though I just needed an arm. He grabbed me around the lower back and told me I could lean into him as much as I needed. Our faces were touching as he helped me out of the car.
Vance went above and beyond his duty. I wouldn't think twice about a firefighter or police officer doing this, but the tow truck driver gave me pause.
Thank you Vance!
Redditor u/Pielef’s thread on the r/AskReddit subreddit touched a lot of hearts. It’s incredibly difficult not to smile when reading these stories because they touch something primal in all of us—the beauty of seeing an altruistic act when it’s least expected.
The Mental Health Foundation explains that, at its very core, being kind to others makes us feel good. “Helping others can also improve our support networks and encourage us to be more active. This in turn can improve our self-esteem,” they explain that kindness does wonders for our social network.
What’s more, altruism creates a sense of belonging and reduces our feelings of isolation if we have any. We can start feeling connected to our local community by helping our neighbors or complete strangers in need.
Was flying back to the states from Europe. It was about a 14 hour flight. I have health problems and toward the end of the flight I got very sick. Had a very high fever and the shakes. My boyfriend was to my left, an empty seat to my right and next to that seat was a Middle Aged Muslim woman she was wearing the full headscarf. I was getting so sick that I couldn’t hold my head up anymore so I kinda started to lay down on the empty seat. My boyfriend covered me with his blanket and mine. Anyone who has used an airplane blanket knows it’s basically a sheet. You know why this woman does? Without any communication what so ever, she put her blanket on me and rubbed my back till I fell asleep. I cried so hard when she started to rub my back. She was a mom who saw a kid who was sick and needed help. Granted I’m in my 20s but nothing compares to a mom rubbing your back when you’re sick. I don’t think I would have survived that flight without her. I tried to thank her but she didn’t speak any English. But I hope she knows how much that meant to me and how much it taught me.
Once, when my dog was just a few months old, we were out for a walk and we passed this guy on the street who was just leaning against a wall. My dog stopped, and refused to budge. She looked at me, looked up at the guy, then looked back at me and wagged her tail a little. So I said, "Do you want to say hello?" And she turned to the guy and put her paws on his knee. Just for the record, my dog doesn't like people — she's really shy and doesn't approach strangers — so I was kind of surprised that she wanted to interact. The guy bent down and petted her for a minute or two. Then, he stood up, looked at me, and said thank you. The look on his face was so vulnerable, like he was about to cry. That was over a year ago and I think about that guy once in a while. He was so grateful to just pet a cute puppy for a few minutes, and my dog just seemed to know that he needed it.
I was in Manhattan and I had bought a bunch of otc pills to try to commit s**cide. I stepped outside the pharmacy and opened one of the bottles, but I dropped it and the pills went all over the sidewalk. A homeless woman came up and somehow knew what was happening. She grabbed me and kept saying "don't you take all these pills. Don't do this" etc etc. She had me give her the pills and she threw them in a dumpster. I have no idea how she knew what I was planning to do but she probably saved me that night
“Helping others, especially those who are less fortunate than yourself, can help to put things into perspective and make you feel more positive. There is some evidence that being aware of your own acts of kindness, as well as the things you are grateful for, can increase feelings of happiness, optimism, and satisfaction. Doing good may help you to have a more positive outlook about your own circumstances,” writes the Mental Health Foundation.
Furthermore, acts of kindness are contagious. Well, in a way. We’re far more likely to be altruistic ourselves when we witness kindness or are on the receiving end of it. In short, kindness begets kindness.
When I was like 10 or 11, I was outside playing in the sprinklers with my little brother and sister. There was a car crash right in front of our house, women in a yellow VW Bug got t-boned on the driver side.
Her collarbone broke and was sticking out, and had cut an artery. I ran out to try to help (cub scouts I guess, not really sure what I thought I could do at this point.) And she was obviously very distraught and grabbed my hand and wouldn't let go. I watched her bleed to death while holding her hand, and never knew her name.
It was at my year 11 inter-school dance. I had what I can now say was a panic attack and retreated to the bathroom. My best friend tried to get me out, but I couldn't leave. I told her to go back out and I would be fine.
A girl from another school came in and saw I was obviously distressed. She didn't ask me what was wrong or if I was okay. She said she loved my dress and asked me about it. She then told me about hers and we started talking about school and what we wanted to do when we graduated. Her friends eventually came in and found her and she said goodbye. I felt so much better so I went out and joined my friends.
I never got her name and don't remember which school she went to, but I am so incredibly grateful to her and I hope she is having a wonderful life.
On a cold winter day, there was a homeless man sitting on the front steps of the church where I was music director. As I unlocked the door to enter the building for practice, I noticed the man was shivering and looked especially destitute. So I invited him inside and fixed food for him in the parish hall kitchen. I noticed a profound difference after I fed him some food, coffee, and cookies. Also, the church's rummage sale had a heavy winter coat and hat that fit him perfectly, so I gave that to him. As he departed, the man gave me a warm smile, followed by a bear hug — a moment I'll never forget.
Psychotherapist Silva from the United Kingdom explained to Bored Panda that human beings have two opposite instincts within themselves. One of them is directly linked to kindness and altruism. The other relates to survival and the desire to protect ourselves.
In other words, we’re constantly balancing the pros and cons of whether or not we should lend a helping hand (because we fear it might backfire on us in some way).
I was at a bus station a few years back. A girl I didn't know was being bothered by some guy. He was being very pushy and she had a hard time telling him off. I walked up and acted like she was a friend I hadn't seen in a long time. She immediately went with it, and we walked away from the guy but he hovered. So we kept up the act, and we had a conversation as if we were old pals catching up. I learned so much about this girl and her life in those 10 minutes we spoke. I made sure she got on her bus, and the guy disappeared. I never saw her again, but I hope she's still doing well.
I was in a long line at a 7-11 and and old black lady behind me started braiding my hair and humming. When she was done, I said thank you and left with my purchase.
I accidentally made eye contact with another Londoner on the underground once.
I haven't felt so guilty and ashamed in my life.
The therapist listed a number of reasons why being kind and altruistic benefits us and why we’re driven to these behaviors.
“Being kind is good for us because it gives us a sense of purpose, it raises our self-esteem, and it releases feel-good brain chemicals,” he told Bored Panda.
I dropped my keys on the way to my car once. I had just begun to retrace my steps when a dude walked by on the sidewalk. He gave me a small 'Hey' to get my attention, and without hesitation, threw my keys over to me. Mid-flight I said, 'Thank you,' and in one fluid motion, I caught the keys and sat down in the drivers seat. It was so smooth and effortless. Good on that guy, my hero.
I'm a dude in my mid-twenties and I drive for Uber/Lyft. One time, on a really busy night, a young woman got in my car while I had my Guardians of the Galaxy Pandora station playing. We were exchanging simple pleasantries when "American Pie" came on. Now, I don't really sing along with my passengers, or sing in general on account of the fact that I'm not good at singing. But this young woman in my car just started singing along to the song. After a verse or two, I decided to join in. She then started to harmonize with my off-pitch singing. The song ended right as I pulled up to her hotel, we exchanged minimal pleasantries again, and went on our separate ways. I don't even remember her name or face, but I definitely remember the random jam session that was good enough to join in on.
Not quite a stranger as I'd seen this guy around my college. But one day I was waiting outside the classroom between lessons and I was wearing a ring on a strap around my neck that looked kinda like the one ring from Lord of the Rings.
This dude walks past, does a double-take at the ring, looks at it and says "One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them."
Instinctively, I replied "One ring to bring them all, and in the darkness bind them."
He high-fived me and carried on walking. My friend who was standing next to me at the time called me a f**king dork, but I think he was just jealous.
This was also circa 2002, so before pretty much the same thing happened in Clerks 2.
“It [kindness] is also good for others, obviously. So kindness is actually something that we, humans, are naturally driven to be,” the expert shared how we’re hard-wired to act kindly towards others.
However, there is a catch. While we do tend to want to help other human beings, we’re also wary of strangers. “The sense of kindness is in competition with our survival mode, so, as human beings, we tend to live in contradiction, between kindness (opening our arms) and protection (closing our arms),” he said.
I’m not sure how much this counts but I had lost my passport in China and I met this Chinese girl halfway through my day of mad searching. I spent the rest of my day with her, she told me everything about her really, and she stayed with me for at least 8 hours translating to police for me, calling them and staying with me when we ended up in a police office. She even bought me food because I’d lost all my money as well and insisted I have something. When I finally found my passport and everything at the end of the night I burst into tears and hugged her so tightly and she was just comforting me, telling me ‘Didn’t I say everything would work out? Didn’t I say so?’ She was without a doubt one of the kindest, most generous people I’ve ever met. I bought her a drink, shouted her a snack and walked her home. I never saw her again. Probably never will but I hope she’s well.
I also had a Russian guy help me out that day but I’d know
I once sat next to a middle-aged lady on an airplane. It was her first time flying and she was freaking out. I held her hand and arm through takeoff, landing, and during the slight turbulence during the flight. Normally I'm not a touchy person, but this felt natural.
Saved a girl from a creep on a bus. I was inside at a gas station and I saw that He was hitting on her at the bus stop right outside, obviously getting too close and she wasn’t into him at all. When the bus came, I walked out and boarded with them. He made sure to sit down right next to her lol. I walked and pulled the old “ oh hey (insert made up name here), how are you? Etc. etc.” then I asked if the dude would mind moving so I could sit next to “my friend”. I’m a pretty big dude (6’6” 340lbs) so I can be pretty intimidating when I want to. He moved and I stayed with her till he got off the bus. She thanked me and then I just rode the bus back to the gas station so I could drive home in my car. Never seen her since
Human beings aren’t the only ones capable of altruism and kindness. There’s a case for biological altruism that doesn’t even require a species to have the same level of consciousness as human beings do.
Or, in other words, altruism doesn’t necessarily need kind intent to be altruistic. However, complex social structures seem to lead to more instances of kindness.
I was walking down the street when this white-haired hippie woman looked me up and down and said, 'OK, now I'm going to hug you.' And she did. It was a strong, loving hug. Then she said, 'A lot of people need you to be strong for them. So keep on keepin' on.' And off she went to run her errands. As it turned out, my family went through some rough times soon after, and I was there for them all, though it was a struggle. And now, years later, everyone's doing just fine.
Back in highschool I was on a school trip in a downtown city. I was lighting up my last smoke I had when suddenly a hand tapped me on tbe shoulder. As I turn around I see some 6"5 300 pound black man leaning over me with tears in his eyes. Through a crying stutter he asks in the politest voice ever "excuse me sir could I trouble you for a cigarette".
At this point I tell him I literally just lit my last one and he gives me an understanding nod and walks off. Seeing his sad face broke my hoeart so I tell my friends to give me a smoke each and I run probably 2 blocks away to catch up with this dude. Immediately this man erupts in a smile and thanks me over and over after the warmest hug ever. I have no idea why he was crying but I know we both had a great appreciation for each other that day.
Former EMT here. I remember crying with a family whose grandfather got his pulse back after five minutes of me giving him CPR. Unfortunately, he didn't survive the brain damage, but they were so grateful to me for giving them a chance to say goodbye.
“Vampire bats regularly regurgitate blood and donate it to other members of their group who have failed to feed that night, ensuring they do not starve. In numerous bird species, a breeding pair receives help in raising its young from other ‘helper’ birds, who protect the nest from predators and help to feed the fledglings,” the Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy shares some examples of altruistic behaviors in animals.
“Vervet monkeys give alarm calls to warn fellow monkeys of the presence of predators, even though in doing so they attract attention to themselves, increasing their personal chance of being attacked.”
I got into a car with a stranger who was asking for directions so I could show him the way — in hindsight, a little naïve and would not recommend. We ended up spending the entire day together. I talked about all of my problems, including my inferiority complex, with him. He had a degree in psychology so he gave me some useful tips. Afterwards, we became kind of friends. It's crazy how sometimes a complete stranger can care about you more than some of your 'friends.'
Went to a wedding the weekend just gone. Spot a guy across the room at the start of the evening do and felt something I haven't felt in a very long time. At some point get talking to him and we end up spending the whole evening laughing and we go back to his room. Now I haven't slept with anyone for over 2 years and am currently in psychosexual therapy because I've been too frightened to have sex due to past trauma. I basically prattled off with my whole life story and it ended with me feeling comfortable enough to sleep with him. Anyway it was a one night stand and I doubt he felt the same way I did about the evening and night. He'll never know how much he helped me in a single evening. It's been such a long time I've felt intimate with anyone. It was a pleasant reminder of what it's like and how good it can be.
I used to live abroad a couple of years ago and when I came back to my "new" country after being home for Christmas I was waiting for the airport bus to go into town.
While I was waiting there a woman my age (~20) comes up and asks me if I know the way to the airport bus and as I did we ended up waiting together there and then sat next to each other on the bus. She was so easy to talk to. The bus was about 50 minutes and we got talking really deep and it felt super natural. Then we got to the main station in town and we looked each other in the eyes and kissed before wishing each other well and going on our separate ways. I'm thinking of her quite often still, years later and it pains me that I didn't take her number or anything - just her name, Katja.
However I feel that maybe this is what made it so special, 2 strangers in a random country sharing 1 hour by destiny while sharing intimate stories and feeling connected in a way that I have not experienced before or after. Maybe she was my soul mate but in that case I'm sure we will meet again.
This altruistic behavior extends to insects, too. “In social insect colonies (ants, wasps, bees, and termites), sterile workers devote their whole lives to caring for the queen, constructing and protecting the nest, foraging for food, and tending the larvae. Such behavior is maximally altruistic: sterile workers obviously do not leave any offspring of their own—so have personal fitness of zero—but their actions greatly assist the reproductive efforts of the queen.”
Apart from being groped by hands elderly women, the most interesting moment was when I met a drunk one sad saturday a few years ago.
I was depressed and just milling about downtown. Stopped to have a beer and this drunk guy walks up to me, completely unfiltered. He goes "I got fired and none of my friends came to cheer me up. Wanna chug a beer and complain?". I agreed, being depressed myself.
Turns out this guy knew bartenders all around town. We went from bar to bar and got all kinds of preferential treatment. Free drinks, great seats and plenty of freebies. Turns out this guy was a local sports personality. Assistant coach, I think?
Note; I'm an unappealing fat dude. This guy was married with kids. There was absolutely no romantics involved. He just needed a bro to talk to.
We hung out all night, and he actually gave me good advice. We had a surprising amount of common interests and talked about everything. At the end of the night, we exchanged numbers and said we'd do it again if he didn't have to move to get a new job. Sadly, I never saw him again. I hope he's okay.
There's just another type of intimacy meeting a new friend and immediately dropping all filters. It was unique.
You sound very appealing. Skinny guys aren't for everyone. Not fun to dine with, either!
When I was 11 my dog got hit by a car the dude kept going but this very nice woman stopped and got in contact with my parents and made sure I was okay. I was crying so hard and she just let me cry into her shoulder till my parents got there
Once when I was in a public bathroom, a very pregnant lady was there with her two young daughters. Neither of the girls could reach the sink to wash their hands, and the mom was too pregnant to be lifting them. I'm a mom, so I offered. I held the girls up one at a time while they each washed and dried their hands and then sent them back to mom.
I was on a ski lift with a total stranger. For whatever reason we started talking about our respective faiths almost immediately, but in a totally chill kind of way, without any weirdness or awkwardness. The dude then admitted he was going through a pretty rough patch and was doing some soul searching as a result. I offered my consolations and encouraged him to open up if he wanted to, which is out of character for me since I'm an introvert.
So then this dude, who I had just met as we sat down on a ski lift, opened up and told me all about his struggles. I won't repeat what he said, as almost all of it was deeply personal, but he really did have it rough. Some of it was his fault, he acknowledged, but most of it was out of his control. He started tearing up at the end and had to remove his ski goggles just to wipe away the tears. As we neared the top, he thanked me for listening and gave me a coupon for a free hot chocolate from a restaurant on the slopes.
I wished him the best of luck with what he was going through and told him he seemed like an outstanding guy who had it in him to make it through this. He thanked me again, then we both parted ways. I never saw him again, but I truly hope things got better for him.
When I was about 14, I was at a road-stop restaurant with my family, and from the moment we entered, I made eye contact with this girl about my age at another table. Our eyes just kept meeting while we were eating and I couldn't really focus on what anyone in my family was saying. When we left the place, I looked over my shoulder outside, and met her eyes one last time. I held it for a good 10–15 seconds before my mother called me over to the car. I still think of her sometimes.
A homeless woman in front of a Wal-Mart asked me for a dollar because she was trying to scrape up 10 dollars for food I think but I gave her all the physical money I had on me which was 7 dollars. She was happy that she received so much from one person and extended her arms out for a hug. I gave her a hug and wished her luck then went on about my day. It makes me sad to see homeless people living the way that they do so I try to help out wherever I can.
Way back in the mid 90s, I’m walking back from one club to another with a friend after dropping in to see her boyfriend at work, I’m all dressed up in black, full goth makeup, she’s dressed up in pants, shirt and vest, we have a stretch limo pull up and a group of guys tell us we look good and would we care to take a drive around the city with them? We look at each other thinking wtf and then why not, probably our one chance to experience a limo ride, so we get in and there’s about 6 guys all in their 20s, drinking and listening to good music, and not one of them lays a hand on us, just asks us how our night is, offering us drinks and telling us how cool is it to have a ride in a limousine? We ride around for about half an hour and then they offer to drop us off at the other club and damn me if I didn’t feel like a freakin rock star with the driver opening the door for us, offering a hand to help us out, right by the club’s front door! Best night out :)
That sounds super fun! I wanna ride in a limo one day, never been in one :(
Load More Replies...I was receiving an award and my boyfriend had decided at the last minute not to come to the ceremony with me so I was alone that night. I was in the bathroom and nervous and upset and I was going to have to give a speech in a few minutes. I was trying talk myself into being confident and this older lady came and used the restroom and when she came out of the stall and washed her hands, she came over to me, straightened my dress a little around my waist and shoulders and put her hands on my face, looked me right in the eyes and said, "You are beautiful and you are going to be great at whatever you do. Now take a deep breath and do what you have to do." I immediately felt all of my stress leave my body as I exhaled. I don't think I would have made it through the rest of the night if it hadn't been for her and her motherly, pure kindness towards me.
At the end of the 80's I went through a "wild phase"... something between goth and punk I would say. I had missed the last bus. So there I was standing in the cold November rain. Drenched, freezing, in a long black coat and high boots, with mascara stray... trying to hitchhike, hoping not to miss the last train home. I had no hope that anyone would stop... I probably wouldn't have stopped either. Then this fancy Jaguar pulled up, with an elderly lady at the wheel... and she told me to "hop in". At first I didn't want to, because I didn't want to ruin the beautiful leather seats... but she insisted. She drove me to the train station, gave me a towel to at least dry myself off a bit and turned on the heat... to stop my teeth from chattering. While we were talking, she told me that back in the 60's, she was "a wild bee" herself... which I undoubtedly believed, given the fact that we were listening to a Clash album. I still remember her face and the beautiful earrings she wore ... and the smell of that car was just something else.
About 2 years ago, I was in an airport for a layover. In the middle of the crowded gate waiting area, there was a man in his 60's rolling on the ground in pain. His language was Mandarin, and I only speak English. I used my phone to translate/communicate with his spouse (?). I managed to notify airport staff that he needed medical attention, and then consoled him as much as possible until help arrived (about 20 minutes later). As he was about to be carted away in a wheelchair, he made a point to come back to me briefly to say thank you with a strained smile and a wave. I knew what he was trying to say. I would do it again in a heartbeat.
I use to do tech help for seniors at the library. One day I had an old lady come, she was trying to learn how to use her new device. In particular she had been spending a lot of time on pintrest. Well somehow a bit of porn ended up in her feed and she freaked. She'd swipe it trying to make it go away. Unfortunately not understanding how the swiping was a way of saving... well it wasn't long until her feed was chock full of gay man porn. She was distraught. I picked a private corner and we huddled over her tablet as I explained how this happened, I carefully reported each nude and soon they were gone. She was so relieved and kept thankingme. It's funny that porn in the library is usually a banning offense 😅
Oh my lord...please tell me people haven't attempted to access that in a public library?!
Load More Replies...I'm an atheist, but grew up in the Bible Belt in the US. I understand how important religion and faith are to many people. I witnessed a pretty bad car accident. Called for help and then went over the the victim (the guy who caused the wreck was on his own, as far as I was concerned. Horrible.) The victim was an older man. He got out of his van, shaking, and I led him over to the curb, where I sat with him. He started to cry. Eventually he told me he had just gotten out of prison, didn't have a license, the van was his mother's and he'd just brought her to the hospital, where he didn't think she was going to make it. He also turned to me and told me he'd understand if I didn't want to stay there with him. He broke my heart. I took his hand and told him I wasn't going anywhere. He was panicked about the poluice arriving and I kept assuring him that I was a witness. I would make sure the police understood. I couldn't control the "no license" part. But I would do what I could.
He kept shaking and crying. And suddenly, inspiration struck. I asked him is he would like to pray. He nodded and I led him in a prayer... the best way I knew how. He visibly relaxed. Stopped crying. I don't believe, but he did. And it gave him comfort. I gave my statement to the police and went home. I hope everything turned out ok for him.
Load More Replies...I gave a small speech at my previous boyfriend's funeral, when I was 21, he was 23...there is ways a nurse in the graveyards when they are having funerals in case something happens, after my speech( I was crying of course) this nurse comes crying at me with some water and hugs me, telling me how sorry she was. I've never thought someone could be so empathetic to total strangers.
In medicine, the intimacy is not always great stuff, but... I was walking down a street, an dthis teen girl was saying "Help me?" and nobody was hearing her but me somehow. I guess b/c she wasn't able to yell. Turned out she had a horrible gash down her arm and was shocky etc. So I sat with her in my lap and arms, until EMS arrived, and to this day I don't know her name. I just know I was her "mom" for thsoe minutes. (Also did first aid, o bvs.)
such a lucky girl. Glad you heard her and helped her. Poor, poor girl. You came along at just the right time.
Load More Replies...This just makes me wonder. What have I done that I think is small and inconsequential but meant the world to someone else. All the kindness I've received from strangers, did it even cross their minds how much I needed that right then?
Yes. As a recipient of random kindness, I can tell you that it has saved many a soul. Thank you on their behalf. And mine, ni case it was me!
Load More Replies...I'm a white woman with really long silky hair. While waiting in KFC one day for an order, this tiny little adorable elderly African American woman quietly whispers to me asking if she can touch my hair. I said "Of course!" and then laid my hair all across her hands. She stroked it a bit then thanked me. Made my day.
This is gonna sound strange, and I guess it was, but here goes. Back in 2001 when DMB played C-Ville for the first time in years, the whole town just became a big party. Like every door open, walk in a have a beer or a smoke or a chat, it was all good fun and everyone was chill. We walked around all night hanging out at various houses until we landed at a friend's place who was hosting an open door party. Eventually around 3am people started turning off lights and crashing in various places. This guy I hadn't spoken to all night, who was quite handsome, but that's beside the point, lays down on the floor with a pillow and blanket and scoots over offering me half of it. I laid down next to him and we spooned all night on the floor. He never made a move and I didn't either, it was just nice to be held. So stranger from the 2001 DMB show after parties, thank you for cuddling me, I needed that. I never even got his name.
OMG. I was in C-ville for that. Insane time. I didn't even go for the concert. It was hubby job interview. We were not those strangers, but I've heard so many similar stories that I kinda wish I had been! :-)
Load More Replies...1980, and I was wearing white pants at school. I got my period, and my pants had a blood "saddle". I was humiliated and terrified to try to leave school, as lots of people were still milling around. A girl from a higher grade that I didn't know asked me for my locker code, and went and got my jacket to tie around my waist and escape. That's sisterhood, when women look out for each other.
Back when I was in college, I was still undecided on my major, as a jack of all trades, master of none I was still undecided what I wanted to major in. One of the courses I took was an acting/theater course. Every day I had that course I saw a rugged cute guy pass me in the hall as he left the course. We'd both smile and say hi. I probably was blushing often when I saw him, I was still unsure of how to classify my orientation at that time. It was never for long a few minutes but it was like we had an unspoken connection. Anyways I then decided to pursue a business degree. I often thought of him but I assumed I'd never see him again. Cue a large time gap (I can't recall how long), my gf at the time (ex now) was meeting with a friend on campus this day. I was crossing the street from a class. When I saw him. For me it was like time stood still for a few minutes (it felt like) we stood in the busy cross walk we talked quickly about how I was doing how he was. It made my heart soar.
I hated having to leave but I felt so happy having seen him again. Ironically that night my ex admitted to cheating on me with the friend she was meeting. I miss him and still hope to see him again some day. These small talks even though they may seem romantic were intimate for me.
Load More Replies...Not my story but my sisters. My sister absolutely hates going out to eat by herself, she's always said only losers eat by themselves (this was said after I told her I love taking myself out to eat). A while back she was visiting me in the city I lived in. I worked in a giant mall she loves to go to and I had a 2-10 shift that day. She just decided to spend my shift shopping and wandering. During this time she took herself out to dinner and treated herself to an actual restaurant and not a food court. While sitting alone and reading the menu she saw an older man also sitting alone. She simply moved to his table and said she was now his dinner date. Turns out the man was a widow, his wife died 4 months prior. My sisters outgoing personality and pickyness cheered someone up for nearly 2 hours.
When I was about 10, my father promised to take the family to a Chinese restaurant after work. Unfortunately, his boss kept him working late and by 8 p.m., I was ravenously hungry. My mother told me to eat some apples so as not to spoil my appetite for dinner. I ate a lot of apples. At8:30 we were all comfortably seated in a small Cantonese restaurant, no frills but the impeccably mannered waiters all seemed to have attended a butler-training academy. The soup arrived, exuding an absolutely divine aroma, which triggered a bout of projectile vomiting: masticated apples clear across the table, into the soup tureen, across the table cloth. Waiters appeared instantly, spirited away the table cloth and everything on it without saying a word and instantly re-appeared with a fresh tureen, new bowls for us all, spoons and napkins, all with facial expressions of such studied neutrality that I memorized this technique years later while managing a grade 7 class with 42 students.
I was at a festival once and got talking with a Swedish guy who started telling me how he really wanted to be a singer but was incredibly self-conscious when on stage. I pressed him to, at the very least, give it a go so he could give himself the chance to grow confident on stage, and how NOT at least trying would be such a waste of the dream he has. If later on it turns out the dream didn't work out, then at least he tried. He left saying "Okay, you're right, thank you, I will just go and do it!" I hope he's famous now :)
Do cats count as strangers? I mean, I've given out a lot of back rubs and belly rubs to cats I've never formally been introduced to.
Detroit Metro Airport a few years back. I was there heading outbound to go somewhere. Took a piss in the bathroom. Completely empty. Some white guy decides to piss right next to me. As we're both holding our d***s in our hands peeing mid stream this A-hole hands me a business card. I was so stunned I actually took the card, started to read it while I was still pissing. Other dude leaves without washing his hands. This card was for a some Christian church...in HONG KONG. The racist POS assumed I was here in the US on vacation and about to return to the "motherland". In hindsight, I regret not elbowing this guy square in the nose with enough force to break it.
A night train from Venice to Rome. My friend and I jumped on just as it was about to leave and found seats in a compartment with three Spanish boys. My friend was flirting a bit with a couple of them but I wasn't feeling like talking and it was late. After the seats were all pulled flat, we all dozed off. Time passed and I sensed that a hand was close to mine. Very, very slowly and tentatively it came closer and gently touched. Slowly over the next few hours things intensified until we got to Rome. I'll spare you the details, but don't neglect the hands!
Way back in the mid 90s, I’m walking back from one club to another with a friend after dropping in to see her boyfriend at work, I’m all dressed up in black, full goth makeup, she’s dressed up in pants, shirt and vest, we have a stretch limo pull up and a group of guys tell us we look good and would we care to take a drive around the city with them? We look at each other thinking wtf and then why not, probably our one chance to experience a limo ride, so we get in and there’s about 6 guys all in their 20s, drinking and listening to good music, and not one of them lays a hand on us, just asks us how our night is, offering us drinks and telling us how cool is it to have a ride in a limousine? We ride around for about half an hour and then they offer to drop us off at the other club and damn me if I didn’t feel like a freakin rock star with the driver opening the door for us, offering a hand to help us out, right by the club’s front door! Best night out :)
That sounds super fun! I wanna ride in a limo one day, never been in one :(
Load More Replies...I was receiving an award and my boyfriend had decided at the last minute not to come to the ceremony with me so I was alone that night. I was in the bathroom and nervous and upset and I was going to have to give a speech in a few minutes. I was trying talk myself into being confident and this older lady came and used the restroom and when she came out of the stall and washed her hands, she came over to me, straightened my dress a little around my waist and shoulders and put her hands on my face, looked me right in the eyes and said, "You are beautiful and you are going to be great at whatever you do. Now take a deep breath and do what you have to do." I immediately felt all of my stress leave my body as I exhaled. I don't think I would have made it through the rest of the night if it hadn't been for her and her motherly, pure kindness towards me.
At the end of the 80's I went through a "wild phase"... something between goth and punk I would say. I had missed the last bus. So there I was standing in the cold November rain. Drenched, freezing, in a long black coat and high boots, with mascara stray... trying to hitchhike, hoping not to miss the last train home. I had no hope that anyone would stop... I probably wouldn't have stopped either. Then this fancy Jaguar pulled up, with an elderly lady at the wheel... and she told me to "hop in". At first I didn't want to, because I didn't want to ruin the beautiful leather seats... but she insisted. She drove me to the train station, gave me a towel to at least dry myself off a bit and turned on the heat... to stop my teeth from chattering. While we were talking, she told me that back in the 60's, she was "a wild bee" herself... which I undoubtedly believed, given the fact that we were listening to a Clash album. I still remember her face and the beautiful earrings she wore ... and the smell of that car was just something else.
About 2 years ago, I was in an airport for a layover. In the middle of the crowded gate waiting area, there was a man in his 60's rolling on the ground in pain. His language was Mandarin, and I only speak English. I used my phone to translate/communicate with his spouse (?). I managed to notify airport staff that he needed medical attention, and then consoled him as much as possible until help arrived (about 20 minutes later). As he was about to be carted away in a wheelchair, he made a point to come back to me briefly to say thank you with a strained smile and a wave. I knew what he was trying to say. I would do it again in a heartbeat.
I use to do tech help for seniors at the library. One day I had an old lady come, she was trying to learn how to use her new device. In particular she had been spending a lot of time on pintrest. Well somehow a bit of porn ended up in her feed and she freaked. She'd swipe it trying to make it go away. Unfortunately not understanding how the swiping was a way of saving... well it wasn't long until her feed was chock full of gay man porn. She was distraught. I picked a private corner and we huddled over her tablet as I explained how this happened, I carefully reported each nude and soon they were gone. She was so relieved and kept thankingme. It's funny that porn in the library is usually a banning offense 😅
Oh my lord...please tell me people haven't attempted to access that in a public library?!
Load More Replies...I'm an atheist, but grew up in the Bible Belt in the US. I understand how important religion and faith are to many people. I witnessed a pretty bad car accident. Called for help and then went over the the victim (the guy who caused the wreck was on his own, as far as I was concerned. Horrible.) The victim was an older man. He got out of his van, shaking, and I led him over to the curb, where I sat with him. He started to cry. Eventually he told me he had just gotten out of prison, didn't have a license, the van was his mother's and he'd just brought her to the hospital, where he didn't think she was going to make it. He also turned to me and told me he'd understand if I didn't want to stay there with him. He broke my heart. I took his hand and told him I wasn't going anywhere. He was panicked about the poluice arriving and I kept assuring him that I was a witness. I would make sure the police understood. I couldn't control the "no license" part. But I would do what I could.
He kept shaking and crying. And suddenly, inspiration struck. I asked him is he would like to pray. He nodded and I led him in a prayer... the best way I knew how. He visibly relaxed. Stopped crying. I don't believe, but he did. And it gave him comfort. I gave my statement to the police and went home. I hope everything turned out ok for him.
Load More Replies...I gave a small speech at my previous boyfriend's funeral, when I was 21, he was 23...there is ways a nurse in the graveyards when they are having funerals in case something happens, after my speech( I was crying of course) this nurse comes crying at me with some water and hugs me, telling me how sorry she was. I've never thought someone could be so empathetic to total strangers.
In medicine, the intimacy is not always great stuff, but... I was walking down a street, an dthis teen girl was saying "Help me?" and nobody was hearing her but me somehow. I guess b/c she wasn't able to yell. Turned out she had a horrible gash down her arm and was shocky etc. So I sat with her in my lap and arms, until EMS arrived, and to this day I don't know her name. I just know I was her "mom" for thsoe minutes. (Also did first aid, o bvs.)
such a lucky girl. Glad you heard her and helped her. Poor, poor girl. You came along at just the right time.
Load More Replies...This just makes me wonder. What have I done that I think is small and inconsequential but meant the world to someone else. All the kindness I've received from strangers, did it even cross their minds how much I needed that right then?
Yes. As a recipient of random kindness, I can tell you that it has saved many a soul. Thank you on their behalf. And mine, ni case it was me!
Load More Replies...I'm a white woman with really long silky hair. While waiting in KFC one day for an order, this tiny little adorable elderly African American woman quietly whispers to me asking if she can touch my hair. I said "Of course!" and then laid my hair all across her hands. She stroked it a bit then thanked me. Made my day.
This is gonna sound strange, and I guess it was, but here goes. Back in 2001 when DMB played C-Ville for the first time in years, the whole town just became a big party. Like every door open, walk in a have a beer or a smoke or a chat, it was all good fun and everyone was chill. We walked around all night hanging out at various houses until we landed at a friend's place who was hosting an open door party. Eventually around 3am people started turning off lights and crashing in various places. This guy I hadn't spoken to all night, who was quite handsome, but that's beside the point, lays down on the floor with a pillow and blanket and scoots over offering me half of it. I laid down next to him and we spooned all night on the floor. He never made a move and I didn't either, it was just nice to be held. So stranger from the 2001 DMB show after parties, thank you for cuddling me, I needed that. I never even got his name.
OMG. I was in C-ville for that. Insane time. I didn't even go for the concert. It was hubby job interview. We were not those strangers, but I've heard so many similar stories that I kinda wish I had been! :-)
Load More Replies...1980, and I was wearing white pants at school. I got my period, and my pants had a blood "saddle". I was humiliated and terrified to try to leave school, as lots of people were still milling around. A girl from a higher grade that I didn't know asked me for my locker code, and went and got my jacket to tie around my waist and escape. That's sisterhood, when women look out for each other.
Back when I was in college, I was still undecided on my major, as a jack of all trades, master of none I was still undecided what I wanted to major in. One of the courses I took was an acting/theater course. Every day I had that course I saw a rugged cute guy pass me in the hall as he left the course. We'd both smile and say hi. I probably was blushing often when I saw him, I was still unsure of how to classify my orientation at that time. It was never for long a few minutes but it was like we had an unspoken connection. Anyways I then decided to pursue a business degree. I often thought of him but I assumed I'd never see him again. Cue a large time gap (I can't recall how long), my gf at the time (ex now) was meeting with a friend on campus this day. I was crossing the street from a class. When I saw him. For me it was like time stood still for a few minutes (it felt like) we stood in the busy cross walk we talked quickly about how I was doing how he was. It made my heart soar.
I hated having to leave but I felt so happy having seen him again. Ironically that night my ex admitted to cheating on me with the friend she was meeting. I miss him and still hope to see him again some day. These small talks even though they may seem romantic were intimate for me.
Load More Replies...Not my story but my sisters. My sister absolutely hates going out to eat by herself, she's always said only losers eat by themselves (this was said after I told her I love taking myself out to eat). A while back she was visiting me in the city I lived in. I worked in a giant mall she loves to go to and I had a 2-10 shift that day. She just decided to spend my shift shopping and wandering. During this time she took herself out to dinner and treated herself to an actual restaurant and not a food court. While sitting alone and reading the menu she saw an older man also sitting alone. She simply moved to his table and said she was now his dinner date. Turns out the man was a widow, his wife died 4 months prior. My sisters outgoing personality and pickyness cheered someone up for nearly 2 hours.
When I was about 10, my father promised to take the family to a Chinese restaurant after work. Unfortunately, his boss kept him working late and by 8 p.m., I was ravenously hungry. My mother told me to eat some apples so as not to spoil my appetite for dinner. I ate a lot of apples. At8:30 we were all comfortably seated in a small Cantonese restaurant, no frills but the impeccably mannered waiters all seemed to have attended a butler-training academy. The soup arrived, exuding an absolutely divine aroma, which triggered a bout of projectile vomiting: masticated apples clear across the table, into the soup tureen, across the table cloth. Waiters appeared instantly, spirited away the table cloth and everything on it without saying a word and instantly re-appeared with a fresh tureen, new bowls for us all, spoons and napkins, all with facial expressions of such studied neutrality that I memorized this technique years later while managing a grade 7 class with 42 students.
I was at a festival once and got talking with a Swedish guy who started telling me how he really wanted to be a singer but was incredibly self-conscious when on stage. I pressed him to, at the very least, give it a go so he could give himself the chance to grow confident on stage, and how NOT at least trying would be such a waste of the dream he has. If later on it turns out the dream didn't work out, then at least he tried. He left saying "Okay, you're right, thank you, I will just go and do it!" I hope he's famous now :)
Do cats count as strangers? I mean, I've given out a lot of back rubs and belly rubs to cats I've never formally been introduced to.
Detroit Metro Airport a few years back. I was there heading outbound to go somewhere. Took a piss in the bathroom. Completely empty. Some white guy decides to piss right next to me. As we're both holding our d***s in our hands peeing mid stream this A-hole hands me a business card. I was so stunned I actually took the card, started to read it while I was still pissing. Other dude leaves without washing his hands. This card was for a some Christian church...in HONG KONG. The racist POS assumed I was here in the US on vacation and about to return to the "motherland". In hindsight, I regret not elbowing this guy square in the nose with enough force to break it.
A night train from Venice to Rome. My friend and I jumped on just as it was about to leave and found seats in a compartment with three Spanish boys. My friend was flirting a bit with a couple of them but I wasn't feeling like talking and it was late. After the seats were all pulled flat, we all dozed off. Time passed and I sensed that a hand was close to mine. Very, very slowly and tentatively it came closer and gently touched. Slowly over the next few hours things intensified until we got to Rome. I'll spare you the details, but don't neglect the hands!