So, yesterday, a bunch of newspapers showed up at my workplace that didn't belong to my ministry. They actually belonged to a public relations firm up the street.
I considered recycling them.
Instead, because of my doing-good mandate this week, I decided to walk all the way up Bay Street and deliver them. There was a weather warning, it was like, -24 in Toronto (trust me, that's not pleasant here because of the humidity) and I wasn't wearing appropriate clothing at all.
When I arrived, I thought I would get a 'thank you' of some kind, or at least chat with the Apex PR people for five minutes when I got there.
However, I realized that the type of building they were in had security locks on every floor, and I wouldn't be able to get in. So I left the papers with security, and THAT certainly didn't get a thank you. =/
Doing good is easy when it makes you feel good about yourself. Doing good is hard when there's no one to tell you you're doing a good thing, something that actually no one might even care about in the long or the short term.
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