Someone asked me the other day to describe my husband and the simplest explanation I immediately thought of was, “Well, Bobby is the only person I know who says ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ to Siri.” Seriously. He does.
What’s most impressive is that there is seemingly no benefit that comes from being polite to an inanimate object. But think about it, think about the small moments of joy we get when we do something silly or fun when no one else is around to witness or share that moment. There is something selfishly intimate about enjoying one’s own silliness. As I’ve written before, this gets back to the importance of learning to like and fuel yourself from the inside out.
This conversation reminded me of a Friends episode where Joey challenged Phoebe to do one selfless good deed. He argued that when you do a good deed you feel good about that deed in return—and therefore it can’t be selfless. Be prepared to laugh out loud at this epic Friends clip:
So much of what we do involves other people and broadcasting what we’re doing to other people through Twitter, Facebook, Instagram and so on. I’m a social person and enjoy the company of others, but I enjoy—perhaps even more so—the quiet time I find for myself when I’m not engaging with people (or Siri). We spend an inordinate amount of time seeking ways to share what we’re doing with others when we have so many small moments of joy throughout the day if we are just a bit more mindful of them.
For example, I love cleaning the kitchen. I find a calm meditative pleasure in making my bed. These rote activities allow me to slow down and ponder what’s ahead and what has passed.
So as Joey challenged Phoebe I’m wondering what I can do that’s a selfless good deed? I’ve written in the past about my love for Random Acts of Kindness, but again, I discuss how these also make me feel good (selfish). In fact, it’s hard to think about this challenge and not feel positive or be inspired.
While Bobby might have achieved what he thought was a selfless act by offering southern hospitality to his digital assistant, I’m guessing the fact that he’s inspired this Musing from said act has made him feel good—actually probably not. (He’s one of the few people I know who really doesn’t care about receiving acknowledgement for things.)
So here’s the challenge: Have you solved Joey’s riddle of the one true selfless good deed? If so, please share.
Thank you Bobby. You’re my favorite. Love Siri.