I’m amused and somewhat pleased that even when I’m having the worst week/month I’ve had in a very long time, my first instinct is to still be ridiculously generous towards strangers. Haters gonna hate; ISoS gonna live up to his nickname; self-righteous Twitter asshats gonna throw swords my way because I don’t think the universe revolves around their crotch droppings; and the world just keeps on spinnin’.

I got on the elevator this morning with a guy carrying a helmet. I asked him what he rode because I am both nosy and trying to get to know my neighbours, and it turns out he was the owner of the Ruckus that appeared in our parkade last month. I told him I was the silly looking Vespa around the corner, and we chatted about scooters and how awesome they are for a bit. He mentioned that he only has one parking spot so he stores his scooter at his parent’s place in the winter – to which my mouth and heart responded before my brain could catch up, “That’s silly; your scooter would totally fit in our parking spot with ours! I live in suite 169; come park with us when you’re done riding!”.

I don’t regret my offer at all – it’s true; his scooter would totally fit in our spot and we’d still have enough room to store others (and how awesome/hilarious would it be to have four friggin’ scooters in one spot; it’s like North Van all over again) – I’m just bemused at my immediate benevolence, especially given the jet black stormy thoughts I’ve had towards the human race lately. For all I know, this guy could be the scooter equivalent of a serial killer and I’ve invited him into my scooter home. What if he gets all stabby with either Lola or Oscar or me? What if his Ruckus has some kind of scooter STD and infects everything around him? What if his fiancée boils a rabbit on my stove? These are all valid concerns and things I should have thought about before opening my mouth to invite him into my world. I didn’t, though, and I’m kind of glad about it – even though things are kind of bad right now in my head (sorry, pancakes) my gut reaction is to be kind to others. This makes me feel good.