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Don't expect too much and you will never be disappointed

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@BroadcastMoose I reckon they'll be fearing him...

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@Gatwick_Airport can anybody explain why no luggage from flight By4047 from Heraklion??? We've been waiting ages 😡

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@Suff_highways yet again, someone appears to have moved the Road Closed sign from the entrance to Derby Road at Felixstowe Road 🙄

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@kumbdotcom I was actually there...12 yrs old...one of the most memorable days of my life 😍

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@Suff_highways can someone explain why one of your operatives removed the 'Road Closed' signs at the Derby Road/Felixstowe Road junction when Derby Road is actually closed 100yds up? As a result it is chaos with hundreds of cars/lorries having to turn around 🤷🏼‍♂️🤦‍♂️🫣

[Simon Jordan @Sjopinion10]

BREAKING NEWS:⚽️⚽️⚽️⚽️
Haringey Council have confirmed that Tottenham Hotspur’s fire safety certificate has been renewed for another 12 months after observing the perfect and prompt evacuation of their stadium in the 81st minute of their game against Arsenal today.

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@TonyBellew Me too 😫

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@iamtomskinner Used to play darts & pool matches in there when I lived in that area as a lad...good to see it's still open and doing well. So many pubs in that area have gone in recent years

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@CrazyVibes_1 ❤️🙌👏

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@cryptodaaddy @BBCBreaking

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There are still some inspirational people out there

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

“My name's Morris. I'm 73. I collect shopping carts in the Walmart parking lot. Worst job in the store. Heat, rain, snow, doesn't matter. I'm out there pushing carts uphill all day while my back screams.

Thirty years I gave to this company. Manager once. Then they "restructured." Now I push carts with the teenagers who don't show up half the time.

Bitter? Yeah, I'm bitter.

But about six months ago, something stupid happened. I was bringing in carts, and this old man was struggling to get one from the corral. Shaky hands, oxygen tank. He couldn't pull the carts apart.

I walked over. "Let me get that for you, sir."

He looked at me, really looked. "You're too old to be doing this work."

Hit me wrong. "Yeah, well, life don't care about fair."

But I got him a cart. Walked it to his car. He thanked me three times.

Next week, same old man, same struggle. I got him a cart again. Week after that, same thing. Started just watching for him. Thursday afternoons. Blue Buick. I'd have a cart waiting by his car before he even parked.

One Thursday, his daughter was with him. She stopped me. "You've been helping my dad."

"Just doing my job, ma'am."

"No," she said. "Your job is carts. Not kindness. Dad has Parkinson's. Shopping is his only outing. He talks about you all week. Says you make him feel like he still matters."

Something broke in me. "He does matter."

She handed me a card. "Thank you for seeing him."

After they left, I sat in my truck and cried. First time in years.

Started noticing others. Woman with a toddler and infant, struggling with cart and kids. Started helping her to her car, watching the kids while she loaded groceries. Veteran with one arm, couldn't manage cart and bags. Started being there.

Teenagers at work noticed. "Morris, you're doing too much."

"I'm doing what's right."

Manager called me in last month. Thought I was finally done.

"Morris, customer satisfaction surveys mention you by name. Seventeen times this quarter. Corporate's asking questions."

I shrugged. "I just help people."

He pushed a paper across the desk. "They're creating a new position. 'Customer Assistance Associate.' Mostly helping elderly and disabled customers. Inside work. Air conditioning. Same pay. They want you."

I stared at him. "Why?"

"Because you already do it. Might as well make it official."

I took the job. Now I'm inside, helping people who need it. But here's what gets me, that old man with Parkinson's, his name is Robert. He died two months ago. His daughter came to tell me.

"Dad's last words were about you," she said, crying. "He said, 'Tell Morris he gave me my dignity back. Tell him old men matter because of him.'"

I couldn't speak.

She handed me something. An envelope. Inside, a letter Robert wrote,

"Dear Morris, I see you. You're angry about where life left you. I was too. But you chose kindness anyway. That's not weakness. That's strength. You matter more than you know. Thank you for mattering to me. -Robert"

I'm 73. I spent thirty years climbing, then watched it all collapse. Spent the last year pushing carts in parking lots feeling worthless.

But I learned something, your circumstances don't define your impact. I had no power, no title, no respect. But I had hands that still worked. And a choice.

So wherever you are, whatever knocked you down, whatever bitterness you're carrying, hear this: you can still matter. Right now. Right where you are.

Help someone to their car. Hold a door. See the person everyone else ignores.

Because the world doesn't need your former glory. It needs your present kindness.

That's enough. That's everything.”
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Credit: Juliana Hauck

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@chrishoy you are a phenomenal and inspirational person 👏👏👏

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@Wisdom_HQ Hair

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@CrazyVibes_1 Awesome work 👏👏👏

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