Is it so hard to give a few minutes of your time to a fellow Lancer? If you said no, youâ€™re lying. And hereâ€™s how I know:
Today, I spent a solid 10 minutes waiting in my car in the junior lot. Not for a friend to come join me, not for a phone call or a sign from God. No, today I waited 10 minutes for someone to let me in the line of cars to get out of the junior lot.
Car after car, person after person, nobody let me through. Ten minutes may not seem like a long time, but go sit still by yourself for 10 minutes and get back to me. I was on my way to pick up some neighbors from school, and I was worried that I would be late. All because some fellow juniors wouldnâ€™t spare me a spot in the line.
People, whereâ€™s your humanity?
Goodness gracious, I go out of my way to let people in the line because I know if I was in their spot, Iâ€™d want someone to do the same for me. Apparently, very few others do that. And I find that sad.
Sure, in the grand scheme of things itâ€™s a small factor in my life, even in my day. But that one act, just letting someone into the line, could make someoneâ€™s day. So, my fellow Lancers, think about that next time youâ€™re leaving school. Or, next time youâ€™re leaving anywhere for that matter.