I like to think that New Yorker’s aren’t as mean as people say they are. They aren’t really, at least they aren’t mean inherently. I think what makes New Yorker’s “mean” are the daily demands that are put on them. We all have places to be, emails to answer, and money to make. But wouldn’t everything be a little more pleasant if we were kind to one another along the bumpy road of deadlines and budgets?

At times, I find it terribly disheartening to see how humans treat one another. We’ve started to operate from an “eye for an eye” perspective, which in my mere 27 years of experience, never seems to work well.

One evening as my mom was strolling through Times Square (only tourists stroll through Times Square, let’s say she was racing), she witnessed a cab hit an older woman in the cross walk. From my mother’s description, the woman was in her early 70s, very well dressed and fairly mobile. The cab driver hit her going very slowly around a corner while she was crossing. 

The cab driver stopped his car and sat in the front seat burying his head in his hands. After making sure that the woman was ok, my mom went around to speak with the cab driver. He was crying and said he was worried he was going to have his license taken away from him. He mentioned that he had a family to take care of and he was doing the best he could but was tired from long days of driving. As he was speaking with my mother, an onlooker walked around to the front of the cab and started hitting the hood of the car. She told him to get out of his car or she’d beat him with her cane.  She rallied a group of people to join her and they surrounded his car yelling at him. 

Excusez- moi?

Herein lies the problem: perhaps if this woman had come around to the front of the car to politely speak with the gentleman, she would have seen that he was a HUMAN BEING who made a mistake. We are all human beings and we all make mistakes. Some are worse than others. Some are unforgivable. But why don’t you make that assessment once you have all the facts? I’m not condoning reckless driving or saying this cab driver wasn’t at fault, but as the saying goes “be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle”.



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