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Meet a girl at the coffee shop

listening to her story

By edward liPublished about a year ago 4 min read
Meet a girl at the coffee shop
Photo by Drew Gilliam on Unsplash

In this busy city, everyone seems to be pushed forward by the torrent of life, rushing to make their own way. For me, this is an ordinary Friday. The sun shines on the ground through the gaps in the leaves, forming dappled light and shadow. I sat down in the coffee shop, ready to enjoy a cup of hot coffee and continue my work. However, this day changed because of a small act of kindness.

As I sat by the window, opened my laptop and started working, I noticed a young woman walking into the coffee shop. She looked a little anxious, looking around as if she was looking for something. She was wearing a light blue coat and a pair of black jeans, and was holding a small bag in her hand, which seemed to contain some documents.

I looked at her curiously and thought: What is she looking for? Just as I was thinking, she suddenly stopped, seemed to be thinking about something, then turned and walked towards the exit of the coffee shop. Just then, her bag fell to the ground and her documents were scattered all over the floor. She panicked and hurriedly knelt down to pick up the documents.

Seeing this scene, I felt unbearable in my heart. So, I quickly put down the notebook in my hand, stood up, and walked towards her. "Need help?" I asked softly. She raised her head, a hint of gratitude in her eyes, and nodded. "Thank you, I was just in a hurry and didn't notice that the bag fell off." Her voice was trembling, obviously because of anxiety.

I knelt down, helped her pick up the scattered documents, and carefully organized them. She told me that she had just come back from an interview and was still thinking about the interview, but she accidentally dropped her bag. Hearing this, I couldn't help but sympathize with her situation. "How was the interview?" I asked.

She smiled slightly and seemed to relax a little. "It's not bad, but I'm a little nervous." I could feel her nervousness, so I tried to talk to her and put her at ease. I told her that interview nerves are normal and that everyone goes through these moments.

We sat in a coffee shop and started chatting. I told her that I had had a similar experience, and that I had even forgotten my name during an interview because I was so nervous. She couldn't help but laugh after hearing this, and seemed to feel much more relaxed. As our conversation slowly eased her anxiety, she began to share her job search story and talk about her hopes and dreams for the future.

In the process, I discovered that she is a very talented young person who is passionate about her profession. She told me that she had just graduated from college and was looking for a job related to her major. Listening to her story, I felt her desire and pursuit for the future, which reminded me of myself when I was young.

As we chatted, I noticed a glimmer of hope in her eyes. I told her that no matter what the outcome, being able to participate in the interview is a kind of growth in itself. Every interview is an opportunity to learn, whether it is success or failure, it is the only way to the future.

She looked at me gratefully, with tears in her eyes. "Thank you, I really appreciate you helping me today and making me feel less alone." I smiled slightly and told her that this was just a little thing I could do, hoping to bring her some strength.

By the time our conversation ended, we both felt a sense of joy. She told me that she was going back to prepare for the next interview and hoped to tell me her good news one day in the future. I wished her well and encouraged her to keep the faith.

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly took out a business card from her bag and handed it to me. "This is my contact information. I hope we have the opportunity to meet again in the future." I took the business card and felt warm in my heart. At this moment, I realized that this chance encounter not only made her feel a little warm, but also allowed me to regain my passion for life.

When she left, I sat back in my seat, filled with emotion. Sometimes in life, we tend to ignore the people and things around us because we are busy, but in fact, every small act of kindness can change a person's mood and even affect their life.

I remembered her smile and her grateful eyes. This made me understand that no matter how busy life is, we should take time to care about the people around us and lend a helping hand. Perhaps, our words, a smile, or even a small help can become a ray of light in the lives of others.

On that ordinary Friday, my life became extraordinary because of a small act of kindness. This encounter made me understand that kindness is a kind of power that can cross unfamiliar distances and connect each other's hearts. In the days to come, I will continue to maintain this kindness, because I believe that this world needs more care and love. Every small act of kindness is a beautiful response to life and a compliment to humanity.

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