Since we relocated our offices from Long Island, NY, my commute to work has changed. I no longer find myself in bumper-to-bumper traffic, listening to the traffic reports inform me every five minutes that the estimated time of my arrival has increased by a half hour or more.
Here in D.C., I use public transportation; and although it has its own flavor of “hecticness,” it does give me the opportunity to be somewhat “up close and personal” with folks I could never encounter driving to and from the front door of my office.
As I look around on the bus and train, I see persons of all ages, colors, sizes, shapes and sexes.
Lots are dressed professionally. Others are in a variety of service uniforms, including military dress. Some are reading books and newspapers. Others are using tablets and phones. The majority have buds in their ears. Many are tapping their toes or swinging their heads and hips to the beat of music they can only hear.
From where are they coming and where are they going?
What do they do to earn a living?
What are their concerns and worries?
What is most important to them?
Sometimes, if one can see the title of a book or the section of the paper, you can get a hint. I have noticed a number of people reading “how to succeed”-type books. Others are looking at the financial section of the Washington Post. Many are reading sports, while others are reading about the political scene, which is somewhat never ending here in Washington.
While watching, I think that any one of these individuals may be a donor to some charity or cause.
If they are not yet engaged with a particular group, probably many have responded on their phone in times of disaster. Others may have participated in a run or donated to someone who ran for a cause.
Then, I begin to think about how I used to get a sticker to wear after I gave blood. Wouldn’t it be cool if folks began to wear stickers that we would give them saying something like “I gave today” or “I give” or “I care, I give”? The charitable community could mobilize and we could start a trend. Everyone would want one, just like everyone wanted to have ice water dumped on them!
Maybe someone more digitally expert than myself could create something that could appear on on a Facebook page or they could attach to a text message or tweet.
I can almost picture my 7Y bus and Blue line fellow commuters now, all stickered proudly and smiling affirmingly at each other.