You must have seen them.
The people at the Pick & pays, at Spar, sometimes in parking lots.
Trying to sell you stuff.
Trying to get you to taste a bit of sausage, or smell a new air freshener.
They always look kind of lost.
Scared to look people in the eye – because I don’t think people like to make eye contact with folks trying to sell you something you probably don’t want or don’t need.
I usually decline their offers.
Mostly because I, for the most part, don’t have money to waste on frivolous things.
Tomorrow, however, my youngest will be standing at the Pic n Pay in The Reeds.
Trying to get people to buy a new Raid product.
He’s not getting paid much for all the abuse he’s likely to have to deal with.
I can only hope that his self confidence will outlast the day.
And not shrivel up and die under the heels of people that don’t really realise what it is to not be able to find a proper job, because of whatever reason.
People that don’t know, or have maybe forgotten, what it feels like to be young and full of ideas, your life ahead of you, and to see each and every dream falling off the wagon.
My plea to you – next time you’re in a shop, and you see one of these lost people.
Give them the time of day.
A minute of your time.
Be the lone voice of kindness in a see of unkindnesses.
Remember what it was like when you did not have a job.
Realise what a difference your kindness will make to somebody else…
It won’t cost you anything but time.
And that you get for free, every day.