Monday, December 23, 2024

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 The other day, Tim took himself to McDonalds to eat. I had a couple appointments, but I was also going to take advantage of the day to get some groceries for Christmas, and pick up a few odds and ends that we needed from various stores, pick up some pictures I'd gotten printed off, things like that. 

Anyway, later he told me about something that really bothered him a lot. There was a man sitting at a table in the corner with a cup of coffee. He was thin and tired looking, but he was quiet. Tim watched him curiously as he ate. The man dozed off. 

An indignant woman came up to the table and in a harsh voice, woke him up. "Get out of here! Kelly doesn't want you here! Go on. Get out!" 

The man quietly got up and left with his coffee. 

It bothered Tim a lot. "She wasn't anybody," he said. "She didn't work there. She was just another customer, and the guy was not hurting anyone, sitting quietly." 

We do have a homeless guy who sleeps outside. I'm not going to say where he is, because some high school boys found his sleeping place and took all of his things, his sleeping bag and his rucksack and threw it all in the river some time back, which I found horrifying. 

Anyways, today we drywalled the ceiling in the front hall at the rehab. It was kind of tricky because it is a small tight place with stairs on one side so it makes the work space even tighter, but we got it done with a minimum of problems. In fact, I think it is the first time that we've ever done a drywall job and got all the pieces to fit perfectly on the first cut. No trimming or rasping required. Maybe we'll be professionals by the time that this job is done. 

When we were done, we headed out. Tim said, "I want to go to McDonalds and grab lunch." I had an idea he was still thinking about that fellow from last week. 

We placed our order and sat down to wait. The place was hopping busy. I'm not sure what the hold up was, but we waited for a half hour. The table next to us had a snappish mother and two young children who were hungry and fretful. A small group of door dash delivery people stood at the pick up, waiting for their orders, talking loudly. people came walked in. People walked out. An elderly man sat at a table with a small cup of coffee, dozing quietly. 

I said to Tim, "Is that the guy you saw the other day?" Tim looked behind him. "Yep," he said. "That's him." We sat in that noisy place, waiting for our food, discussing what to do, and making our plan. In spite of that noise, the man dozed, his white head, bobbing just the slightest bit.

A lot of people would see a broken man sitting quietly in the corner, trying not to draw attention to himself because it is cold outside. But as we eat, we watch the people coming and going, walking past him with their large bags of food to go, or the people dumping their partially eaten food in the trash, or the people sitting together talking merrily as Christmas carols play in the background. I think they must be broken too, that they cannot see, that they do not notice, that they are not moved at the sight.

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  1. You and Tim are very special people. I can't wait to hear what your plan is.

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    1. Oh, it is done. A quiet pat on the shoulder as he started awake, a whispered 'merry christmas', and a bit of folded paper tucked under his hand. That's all.

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  2. That was nice, very nice.

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    1. I guess my point is that we cannot change the big picture, not right now. But we can agree to see the small picture, the troubling details of that picture. We could not wave a magic wand to fix that man's situation. However we can make it better for that day. And every single one of us has an opportunity to to do that, to make things better for someone. But first we need to see.

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    1. Oh, I think an even better conclusion would be to have a magic wand. That would be great, wouldn't it?

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  4. I am glad you saw him again. Thank you for helping him.

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    1. Our town is a small one, Miss Merry. It would be strange if we didn't see him again. If it is the man that we heard about, his sleeping place is very close. The businesses know that he is there, and have agreed to leave him be. One of them lets him use their shower. I'm going to check in with her.

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  5. I would have had to help to, I think I would have got him some food also and ask if I could eat with him. Thank you for taking care of him. He probably got a senior coffee that is not very much, and it warmed his body. I had a Hispanic man helping me in the yard. I paid him well and he was pleased but then I looked at him and said may I hug you; he was so surprised he kept saying yes and I gave him a nice hug, he hugged me back with a big smile. The man had worked for me before, so I knew him somewhat. I think the hug meant a lot to him and it made me feel good to.

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    1. A hug does the world of good, and does the world good too

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    2. A hug is a gift to the hugger, as well as too the huggee.

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  6. You two do many things to keep the world a kinder place. Linda in Kansas

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    1. Want to partner with us? I'll bet you if you look around, you'll see something to do in Kansas!

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  7. It is fascinating what we see and what we ignore - and I guess we are all guilty of that in some ways and at certain times. I’m convinced that in future centuries it will be the biggest moral critique of our times - that we allow so much suffering in a world that’s so rich in its resources. Your experience is a microcosm of a much bigger issue and I share my part in that too - it’s hard to see how we change it, except by acts of kindness like yours.

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    1. We absolutely all do it. Tim did it last week. He watched a woman being mean to another human being and it bothered him a lot, but he said nothing. He's a quiet man. Me? I would have probably challenged her, but that is my nature.

      The first step to a kinder world is seeing the cruelty and the sadness of it, and making the decision to act.

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  8. You and Tim are good people, bless you.

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  9. Well done on both counts..the drywalling and the man.

    I don't understand how people order so much food when the probably know that they won't eat it all...and won't share either...

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    1. Some people are broken, gz. They can't see.

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  10. I agree -- it's hard to imagine why the restaurant (or the fellow customers) couldn't have a little more compassion.

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    1. Nobody was bothering him while we were there. Indeed, no one seemed to even notice him.

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  11. I was hoping that you would give him some food, but I saw in the comments that you did make a contribution. Poor guy.

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    1. We thought that money would allow him to stay. They won't kick out a paying customer. If someone made a stink, he could simply buy a hamburger or something.

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  12. A few years ago we had two men sleeping outside in our village, on our Facebook page a call went out, within a short while, one man had a place in a shelter, the second guy did not want such a place, someone let him stay in their small summer let, we along with many other people, popped to our local pub and paid for his hot meals, he did move on once the weather was warmer. It's the little things which make our world better.

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    1. Exactly. I love that this was a community effort too.

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  13. What a lovely gesture. It's like a modern day Dickens Christmas story. Merry Christmas and goodwill towards all men and women Debby.

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Broken

 The other day, Tim took himself to McDonalds to eat. I had a couple appointments, but I was also going to take advantage of the day to get ...