A Random Act of Snarkiness

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Josefa Pete lives in Melbourne with her husband and two young sons. To satisfy her love of writing she writes a blog titled Always Josefa.

Josefa also has occasional cravings for hamburgers. During one of those cravings she discovered a little of what Oscar Wilde may have meant when he said, “No good deed goes unpunished”.

In her blog post Random Act of Kindness she wrote about a random act of kindness that produced an unusual result.

The burger wasn’t great. Disappointed and worse still, I didn’t have time for an alternative. I pulled out my phone to be distracted by my twitter feed as I kept eating what was now my lunch, but certainly not my expectation. On my second bite, a middle-aged man walked past me. He was pale, dressed in a light pair of tracksuit pants and a t-shirt, which seemed strange on such a cold Melbourne day. He started to rummage through the bin behind me. Silently, he was pulling out scraps of food and placing them in a ripped brown paper bag. I put my hamburger down and couldn’t stop watching. He sat down and ate the few scraps he had rummaged. Now my lunch tasted even worse.

Please take the time to read her post to find out what happened. It astonished me and will probably shock you too.

I spoke to Josefa on my radio program this morning so that she could tell her story. You can listen to our conversation by clicking the play button on the audio player below.

I’d like to know if you’d let someone else’s attitude stop you from carrying out a random act of kindness. Leave me a comment and tell me about a random act of kindness you’ve received or maybe when you’ve had the opportunity to lend someone else a hand.



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About the author

Rodney Olsen

Rodney is a husband, father, cyclist, blogger and podcaster from Perth Western Australia.

He has worked in radio at Perth's media ministry Sonshine for over 25 years and has previously worked at ministries such as Compassion Australia and Bible Society.

The views he expresses here are his own.

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1 Comment

  • I don´t know what to say. Maybe the Pizza-bringing woman was shy and just didn´t know what to say but what she did, and she just wanted to help, even if it´s just for this one meal and doesn´t help in the long run.
    Guess I can understand her, being very shy myself – but at least she took the courage and time to help at all, my two cents.
    Still better than ranting.
    Btw… Ingo didn´t recognise your voice anymore!

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