People always want others to know about their greatest achievements and attributes. Like the time they saved 24 Chihuahua's from a sinking ship, or that they are the fastest Guinness drinker this side of the Mersey. It probably derives from parental-attention deprivation during childhood. (OK, just me then).
But what about the small, seemingly insignificant things that you do/are that wouldn’t usually get talked about? I came up with this idea four years ago. My original list was:
- I hold doors for people
- I remember names
- I remember birthdays
I’m revisiting this idea because I want to examine how I have changed. I’ve also run out of other interesting things to talk about on this blog. So, do I still do these things?
I hold doors for people
Probably less so these days. It’s due to the crazed rush I usually in. I’m more likely to shove you out of the way onto the tube. Old ladies, you have been warned.
I remember names
Less again. This idea stemmed from reading “How to Make Friends and Influence People”. I used to religiously write down new peoples’ names in my diary. I once mentioned to a friend that we had met three months ago to this day and showed her name in the diary. She wasn’t impressed. It’d be a useful habit to pick up again. It’d be easier if I didn’t work in a firm of 1000+ employees.
I remember birthdays
Interesting. I used to have store friend’s birthday's on my phone with handy reminder. This worked well until my phone was stolen and I realised that paper backups still have their uses. Now I have a separate birthday calendar on Google Calendar. It’s saved forever (in Google’s servers I trust), except I never bother to check it. Don’t expect any happy birthday text messages soon.
Three Little Things 2009
- I don’t sit down on the fold-down seats on the Underground during rush hour. On every carriage on the Underground, there are 8 fold-down seats that strictly shouldn’t be used when the train is packed full of passengers. I don’t blame those who have choose to sit down. The tube journeys on a summer’s day are horrible and a seat is a welcome respite. I admit, I do get jealous. But I choose to make the journey a little more bearable by standing up instead of sitting down. Of course, I can never sit down again after making this statement 🙁
- If you injure your ankle, arm, eyeball or liver, I’ll ask if it was the left or right side. It seems like the obvious thing to ask.
- I remember the simple events in your life, and ask how they turned out. Something like, “remember you mentioned a year ago that you wanted to buy a blue tortoise, how did that turn out”.
I’ve had enough of setting myself up to fail. Please add the “Three Little Things That Define You”. It doesn’t have to be an action. It can be a fun fact, object you own, personality quirk, interesting crimes – anything, as long as it is small.