For my main job, I work in Downtown Salt Lake for Deseret Digital Media.
It's a pretty sweet job.
I sit at a computer and test various websites for them.
And that's about as far into my job description as I'm going to go, because most people get bored or don't understand what I'm talking about.
But I'm currently working on this site.
It's a place where people like you and me can rate movies we've seen, this way we don't have to wholly depend on the MPAA ratings.
I think it's a pretty cool site.
Anyway, for work every morning my mom drops me off at the Trax station.
I then take the train to work because I don't have a car of my own.
Taking public transportation is an extremely eye opening experience.
You see people from every walk of life on those things.
And you get to eavesdrop on some completely random and often bizarre conversations.
But I've noticed that there are mainly two different types of people on the train.
The first type belongs to those who talk to anyone and everyone they are sitting next to.
The second, and more common, belongs to those who are either reading or have headphones in trying to drown out the world.
I belong to the second group.
I pick a seat right next to a window, put everything on my lap, pull out a book, and enter a different world.
However, one morning I was running late and forgot to grab my book, so I did the next best thing.
I decided to simply people watch.
Most of the people were completely absorbed in a book, their music, or the outside scenery,
But every once in a while I would make eye contact with someone.
I would then smile politely and look away.
As I looked around I made eye contact with a boy with down syndrome.
When I smiled at him, he gave me one of those ear to ear grins.
You know, those smiles where someone's whole being brightens up?
Where you can see the light of pure joy in their eyes?
That's the kind of smile he gave me.
And at that moment I knew I was going to have a good day.
It may have been something small and seemingly insignificant, but it made a big impact on me.
I'm a believer that small acts of kindness can change lives.
So go out and take the time to truly smile at someone.
Let the light shine through your eyes.
Go out and make the world a little better.
It's a pretty sweet job.
I sit at a computer and test various websites for them.
And that's about as far into my job description as I'm going to go, because most people get bored or don't understand what I'm talking about.
But I'm currently working on this site.
It's a place where people like you and me can rate movies we've seen, this way we don't have to wholly depend on the MPAA ratings.
I think it's a pretty cool site.
Anyway, for work every morning my mom drops me off at the Trax station.
I then take the train to work because I don't have a car of my own.
Taking public transportation is an extremely eye opening experience.
You see people from every walk of life on those things.
And you get to eavesdrop on some completely random and often bizarre conversations.
But I've noticed that there are mainly two different types of people on the train.
The first type belongs to those who talk to anyone and everyone they are sitting next to.
The second, and more common, belongs to those who are either reading or have headphones in trying to drown out the world.
I belong to the second group.
I pick a seat right next to a window, put everything on my lap, pull out a book, and enter a different world.
However, one morning I was running late and forgot to grab my book, so I did the next best thing.
I decided to simply people watch.
Most of the people were completely absorbed in a book, their music, or the outside scenery,
But every once in a while I would make eye contact with someone.
I would then smile politely and look away.
As I looked around I made eye contact with a boy with down syndrome.
When I smiled at him, he gave me one of those ear to ear grins.
You know, those smiles where someone's whole being brightens up?
Where you can see the light of pure joy in their eyes?
That's the kind of smile he gave me.
And at that moment I knew I was going to have a good day.
It may have been something small and seemingly insignificant, but it made a big impact on me.
I'm a believer that small acts of kindness can change lives.
So go out and take the time to truly smile at someone.
Let the light shine through your eyes.
Go out and make the world a little better.
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