Perhaps the saying, people are truly good at heart, is true. Again, I was demonstrated how wonderful and helpful people can be, if only we have faith in them.
Last weekend, after a tiring but fulfilling weekend, I could only managed back home late. It was almost 11pm when I reached my housing area. Since I am staying in an apartment, and it is my turn this month to park my car outside, I prayed hard that there would be an empty parking slot along the road, somewhere not too far from the guard house.
Unfortunately, by the time I arrived the guard house, I came across none, and the nearest was empty place was almost to another housing area's guard house, which was about 300 m away, walking in faintly-lit road.
I went in, telling the guard I wanted to drop off my things. He told me not to be long. Putting my things in the living room, I casually mentioned to my friend that the 'parking was full'. Then, she gave a very good suggestion.
'Why don't you ask the guard if you can park inside, just for tonight, albeit illegally? After all, you leave very early in the morning,' she suggested. I thought about it, and decided to follow her advice. Downstairs I went again, this time walking straight to the guard post.
The guard was there. As usual, he was sitting there watching the cctv, apart from doing other things. I braved myself and asked him if I could just let my car remain near the foyer of my block for the night, as the parking outside along the road was just too filled up. He said no, I could only park there for an hour.
Not giving up, I quickly asked him if there were other spots where I might park illegally, just for the night. He thought for a while and then, told me, there was and asked me to go my car and wait for him. I saw him taking his motorcycle keys as I was walking back to my block. Thank you! Thank you! I screamed in my heart!
I had to wait for him for a couple of minutes at my car before he arrived. He then gestured me to bring my car and follow him. I did. He indicated the spot where I could parked my car for the night. Right opposite the swimming pool! Quickly I went in. I learnt that the owner of the bay didn't have a car but didn't want to rent out the spot. I thanked him profusely before he left.
Indeed, this episode just showed me that there are still good people around. I still could not stop feeling grateful to him, and my friend, and myself. One for the leniency, one for the suggestion, and one more for the courage. Thank you so much, all. Else, I would have dreaded waking up the next morning, for I hate walking to the car in the dark too far. Paranoid!
Last weekend, after a tiring but fulfilling weekend, I could only managed back home late. It was almost 11pm when I reached my housing area. Since I am staying in an apartment, and it is my turn this month to park my car outside, I prayed hard that there would be an empty parking slot along the road, somewhere not too far from the guard house.
Unfortunately, by the time I arrived the guard house, I came across none, and the nearest was empty place was almost to another housing area's guard house, which was about 300 m away, walking in faintly-lit road.
I went in, telling the guard I wanted to drop off my things. He told me not to be long. Putting my things in the living room, I casually mentioned to my friend that the 'parking was full'. Then, she gave a very good suggestion.
'Why don't you ask the guard if you can park inside, just for tonight, albeit illegally? After all, you leave very early in the morning,' she suggested. I thought about it, and decided to follow her advice. Downstairs I went again, this time walking straight to the guard post.
The guard was there. As usual, he was sitting there watching the cctv, apart from doing other things. I braved myself and asked him if I could just let my car remain near the foyer of my block for the night, as the parking outside along the road was just too filled up. He said no, I could only park there for an hour.
Not giving up, I quickly asked him if there were other spots where I might park illegally, just for the night. He thought for a while and then, told me, there was and asked me to go my car and wait for him. I saw him taking his motorcycle keys as I was walking back to my block. Thank you! Thank you! I screamed in my heart!
I had to wait for him for a couple of minutes at my car before he arrived. He then gestured me to bring my car and follow him. I did. He indicated the spot where I could parked my car for the night. Right opposite the swimming pool! Quickly I went in. I learnt that the owner of the bay didn't have a car but didn't want to rent out the spot. I thanked him profusely before he left.
Indeed, this episode just showed me that there are still good people around. I still could not stop feeling grateful to him, and my friend, and myself. One for the leniency, one for the suggestion, and one more for the courage. Thank you so much, all. Else, I would have dreaded waking up the next morning, for I hate walking to the car in the dark too far. Paranoid!
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