I helped a lady while on transit at the MRT. She doesn’t know which station to go down at, and she missed it (she’s supposed to go down at Cubao, but we’re already at Santolan, southbound). I carefully explained to her that she could go down at Buendia station, move to the other side of the platform so she doesn’t have to buy another train ticket. I told her to just go back.
We reached Buendia station and I reminded her how many stops it is from this stop to reach Cubao again.
She didn’t even look back at me. No thank you whatsoever. Not that I was expecting, I just thought that was odd.
Same day, I took a jeep to a friend’s place at night. A manicured lady with red highlights stopped a jeepney and because the seats are full this grungy looking man (looks like a very old construction worker) gave up his seat for her and stood up the rest of the journey.
No thank you whatsoever.
Humanity needs to go back to kindergarten.
When I’m at my boyfriend’s place, whenever the maids to little things for me like give a glass of water or make coffee I always make it a point to say thank you.
I say thank you every time, because these little things matter so much.