Approaching Others & Takeaway | Finale
This was an overall much easier process than what I previously thought. Due to some complications this weekend, I wasn't able to go to Seattle Center and speak to strangers (as silly as that sounds). But I actually ended up having an experience that's probably the equivalent.
This Friday, I was out for hours. I first went downtown and did some window shopping with Teiji. We got a bite to eat and met up with some other friends. It was delightful. But as time passed we got bored and decided to go to Southcenter Mall. Now an unexpected problem came up while we were on our way to the mall – my phone had gone and decided to drain through 30% of its battery in a 10-minute span.
Now for those of you with parents who constantly need to be in contact with you and a very active presence on social media, you understand how terrifying it is for your phone to just die on you, especially when it's unexpected. We got the mall and were looking for a viable charging station but we couldn't find any. Until I found my solution... another person. And to use their charger all I'd have to do is ask.
This had the potential to go two ways. A hard no because I'm a stranger or a considerate empathetic yes. All I had to do was simply approach them and ask...which I did. The process couldn't have gone smoother! I walked up to them and introduced myself. I did a simple..."Hey, I'm Jerald.", and explained to them the issue I was having. They were more than willing to let me borrow their charger.
I wanted to see just how far I could push them (I know, a bit rude). I then took a step forward by asking if I could just leave my phone with them while I go off and buy myself something to eat. Now on most occasions, this is a huge no. You should never just leave any possession of yours in the hands of strangers...especially a $600 one. And once again they surprised me.
So as I began to realize these were good people I sat down with them and had small talk. I learned, their names, figured out what schools they went to; simple stuff like that. But once again I was wrong. Seems like Seattle isn't nearly as hostile as I thought.
Who would've thought?
This Friday, I was out for hours. I first went downtown and did some window shopping with Teiji. We got a bite to eat and met up with some other friends. It was delightful. But as time passed we got bored and decided to go to Southcenter Mall. Now an unexpected problem came up while we were on our way to the mall – my phone had gone and decided to drain through 30% of its battery in a 10-minute span.
(The frustration felt when my phone dies.)
Now for those of you with parents who constantly need to be in contact with you and a very active presence on social media, you understand how terrifying it is for your phone to just die on you, especially when it's unexpected. We got the mall and were looking for a viable charging station but we couldn't find any. Until I found my solution... another person. And to use their charger all I'd have to do is ask.
This had the potential to go two ways. A hard no because I'm a stranger or a considerate empathetic yes. All I had to do was simply approach them and ask...which I did. The process couldn't have gone smoother! I walked up to them and introduced myself. I did a simple..."Hey, I'm Jerald.", and explained to them the issue I was having. They were more than willing to let me borrow their charger.
I wanted to see just how far I could push them (I know, a bit rude). I then took a step forward by asking if I could just leave my phone with them while I go off and buy myself something to eat. Now on most occasions, this is a huge no. You should never just leave any possession of yours in the hands of strangers...especially a $600 one. And once again they surprised me.
So as I began to realize these were good people I sat down with them and had small talk. I learned, their names, figured out what schools they went to; simple stuff like that. But once again I was wrong. Seems like Seattle isn't nearly as hostile as I thought.
Who would've thought?
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