Kindness Never Goes Out of Style — Check the Tag
Now listen…
I was literally sitting at my desk cleaning up this blog on kindness — minding my own business, listening to my holiday music, choosing peace — when the phone rang and this lady called in.
I slipped into my usual calm, professional intro, and baby… she promptly and RUDELY cut me off.
Didn’t even let me finish my “How may I help—”
Nope.
She came in hot like someone had unplugged her patience overnight.
So I tried to gently de-escalate, letting her know I understood she was frustrated.
But whew… that only made her madder than a wet hen with curlers in.
Then she told me her age like she was revealing a classified document.
So I said—very respectfully, with good home training—
“Well, bless you!”
And she snapped back with:
“Don’t you DARE say that to me!”
Ma’am.
MA’AM.
At that point I’m sure even the angels were looking at each other like, “Lord… should we intervene?”
But no. That was my test for the day.
My kindness meter was shaking, rattling, trying to leap off the wall like, “Girl, we don’t get paid enough for this.”
And yet… grace won.
Again.
Because LIFE clearly decided to hand-deliver content for this blog.
Yet here’s another truth…
Ladies — especially my beautifully seasoned queens in your 60s, 70s, 80s — your age does NOT give you a ‘Get Out of Jail Free’ card when you’ve been unkind to someone.
Wisdom should sweeten you, not sharpen you.
Experience should soften your tone, not turn it into a weapon.
Respect is earned, not automatically issued like a Social Security check.
Let me just go ahead and say it:
Whatever happened to kindness?
It used to be the first thing parents tried to instill in their kids — right after
“Don’t touch that,”
“Stop doing that,”
and
“Lord help me, why would you put that in your mouth?!”
Kindness was the standard. The expectation. The bare minimum.
Now?
We’re in an era where being mean is trending like it’s a new makeup launch. Folks acting ugly and calling it a personality trait. The world says “karma,” Scripture calls it reaping — either way, keep on living… whatever you put out there is coming back like a package you forgot you ordered.
And since my blog caters mainly to women (there are some men who sneak in here—hey y’all), I just have one question:
What is this fascination with being rude on purpose?
I mean, some women walk around with their faces scrunched up so tight you'd think they were trying to hold in a sneeze and a secret at the same time. Talking nasty to people like it’s cute. Honey… that is not a badge you want pinned to you.
And let’s be honest — in my opinion?
It ages you.
Some women are spending thousands on Botox, fillers, lifts, tucks, and all the “-plasties”… when they could’ve saved all that money by relaxing their face and being nice.
Smiling is free.
Kindness is free.
And shockingly — both do wonders for your appearance.
Now, I work in an industry where I talk to people all day, and most mornings I’m prepared for a little spice. But sometimes?
Whew.
The phone rings and the person on the other end is so rude it feels like they woke up from fighting with Satan all night . Meanwhile I’m sitting there thinking:
“Sweetie… it’s too early in the morning to be this mean. What’s wrong?”
But instead of matching their energy, I let them carry on—quietly twirling my braids, sipping my water, letting them deliver their keynote speech on misery. Eventually, they realize I haven’t said a word.
Then I ease in gently with:
“Now… how can I assist you? I didn’t want to interrupt.”
That right there?
Throws them completely off their kilter.
Suddenly they’re sputtering, softening their tone, recalibrating their whole spirit like I didn’t just hear the opening scene of their villain origin story.
But for others?
Oh, it riles them up even more.
At that point you just press that transfer button and whisper,
“Lord… strengthen whoever picks this call up next.”
And while the line is ringing, I’m praying:
“Father, please let them answer… because if this woman calls back in here again, I’m clocking out and starting my lunch break at 9:07 AM.”
But this is what I’ve learned:
We stay gracious.
We stay classy.
We keep our tiaras from slipping.
Because kindness?
It never goes out of style.
It’s evergreen. Classic. Couture for the soul.
Scripture Reflection — Proverbs 31:26
“She opens her mouth with wisdom,
and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.”
Mama Wisdom Reflection: A virtuous woman doesn’t just dress well — she speaks well.
Her words carry wisdom, softness, and grace.
She knows her strength isn’t in loudness or harshness, but in the quiet confidence of being kind in a world that celebrates mean.
Ladies, let kindness be your signature fragrance.
The one that lingers long after you’ve left the room.
