The old idiom of "don't judge a book by it's cover" can hit us hard when forced into a conversation made awkward by our preconceived notions, as I was reminded of on my way home last night when a passenger next to me on the train asked to borrow the paper adjacent to my right shoulder.
"Excuse me, could you pass me the paper to your right, please?"
The soft tone in his voice took me by surprise as I was expecting more of a, "oi, muppet!".
"Certainly, sir. Here you go.", I replied, trying to break any comparisons he may have made of me to a typical youth from East London.
This post was originally meant to be about how quick I am to judge others but it span out of control. In future I'll try to be less judgmental. Good night everyone :)
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