Going Bananas

I’ve mentioned not feeling well lately, a condition that’s humbled me more than I can say.

The expression, add insult to injury, really hits home, because you kinda find out who your true friends are when you need them the most.

I’m not one to readily ask for help.  I’m like the guy at the ER (see essay, Norma of Arc), who felt asking for assistance would shame him in some way.

But as life tosses you her crazy curves, there comes a time you just need it, plain and simple.

The person closest to me, when I called fearfully in tears, emailed…I’m in a meeting.

Perhaps I’ve seen one too many bad sitcoms, but that meeting line, never rings true.  It’s more like, I can’t be bothered right now.

Okay, got over that.  Then I asked a neighbor if she’d pick something up for me, and she said…I’m really busy, maybe in a coup’la days.

I could have been dead in a coup’la days.

After weeping like the Little Match girl, in tights, I just picked myself up and took care of business, even though, I was supposed to have stayed in bed.

Why didn’t I have whatever delivered?  I had misplaced my wallet, another essay.

This brings me to the 24 hour fruit man stationed on my corner.

A year or so ago, one morning in Starbucks he didn’t have enough money, not realizing how pricy their coffee is, embarrassed coming up short.  Right behind him, watching, I discreetly told Julie the barista that I’d treat him, motioning for him to take back his change, scattered across the counter.

He thanked me and that was that.  I’ve seen him dozens of times since then, as I buy berries and the occasional avocado never alluding to even a passing acquaintance.

This morning, limping like Chester in Gunsmoke, I go buy bananas, to offset the medicine I’m on.

When I hand him money, he says, “These Chiquitas are on me.”

Needless to say, I burst into tears, because if there was ever a time I needed a random act of kindness, it was right then.

Made me think of something writer, Anne Lamott, said, after seeing it over a picture of Koko the gorilla at the San Diego Zoo…

Mantra for the American Jungle…Remain calm, and share your bananas.  

Kinda says it all, doesn’t it?

SB

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About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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25 Responses to Going Bananas

  1. A kind act at the right time will open the floodgates for sure. Bless him!

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  2. My heart bleeds for you that you couldn’t get help when you needed it. How I wish I could share some of my angels with you!

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  3. Those are touching moments when people do random kind acts. So glad. I wish I lived closer to you. 🙂

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  4. Alva Chinn says:

    Susannah,  Although I live downtown, i can always come uptown and bring you something.  I f you have my call or text.   Alva

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    • You’re so kind. The worst is over, at least I’m hoping. Having to stay off my feet for a week has been like being under house arrest. All I needed was a guard outside my door. Very humbled I am. Thanks for your offer. Means the world.

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  5. micklively says:

    Little gestures can mean so much. (Ask Jane Goodall!)

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  6. Ross de Marco says:

    Like the share your bananas philosophy. – very appealing !

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  7. skinnyuz2b says:

    I’m so sorry that you’ve been hurt when you are so kind to others. The fruit guy’s action just shows that your thoughtfulness is not always taken for granted.

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  8. I would’ve helped you, Dear. Wish I had been nearby, but NYC and I wouldn’t get along well, I don’t think.
    Scott

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  9. Patricia says:

    If you lived here or I lived there you could have called and I would have helped. But since you don’t and I don’t you didn’t and I can’t. Maybe Teddy can visit. He can take a cab from the airport. He’s shy but he comes through when needed.

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  10. The ole saying “Is that a banana in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?” just got a whole new meaning.
    As for your neighbor …. are you fucking kidding me right now?

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