If anyone is going through the door, I make it a point to smile and hold it open for them.
When my wife was just seventeen, she took the bus to Boston to visit her sister. She arrived in the early morning, the station was a dump, mostly empty, and a bit of a scary place. Her sister was late so she went outside to look for her. On the way back in, a big guy had opened the door and she went through and thanked him. He started cussing her out, saying that he wasn't a doorman for white people. He was full of rage. Thankfully, it didn't go beyond that. Welcome to Boston!
She was a bit rattled and waited near someone in uniform. Without ever knowing it, that soldier helped her to feel safe.
When my wife was just seventeen, she took the bus to Boston to visit her sister. She arrived in the early morning, the station was a dump, mostly empty, and a bit of a scary place. Her sister was late so she went outside to look for her. On the way back in, a big guy had opened the door and she went through and thanked him. He started cussing her out, saying that he wasn't a doorman for white people. He was full of rage. Thankfully, it didn't go beyond that. Welcome to Boston!
She was a bit rattled and waited near someone in uniform. Without ever knowing it, that soldier helped her to feel safe.
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