In the late 1980s, I was embarking on a low-cost journey to the European continent with a travel partner. Because my friend was considering pursuing a master’s degree in the Big Apple, we had booked a 14-day stopover there en route to London.
We reached the postgrad residence, a large multi-story edifice on the UWS known as International House. Setting down our luggage, we headed straight to the dining hall, where we grabbed food, took a seat, and started talking to fellow residents.
Beside me was an individual of Iraqi origin enrolled in an engineering program at Columbia University. He inquired what I did for a living, and I shared that I had newly finished with a science degree and had been conducting research with electron microscopy.
He mentioned that there was an research lab at Columbia University – close to the school of engineering, which was why he was aware of it. He recommended that I consider applying for a role with them. I chuckled at the suggestion, saying that I was soon departing to Europe and, additionally, I lacked a US visa.
The following day I went out exploring, coming back to the dining hall that night. The Iraqi student came up to me and informed me that he had set up a meeting for me with the director of the microscopy lab at Columbia. Since he had made the arrangement, I showed up for the discussion – but immediately informed my interviewer that I was without a work permit, so I was probably wasting her time.
As is common in NYC – a place where anything feels possible – she responded: “That can be arranged. What's your start date?” I missed my plane to London.
I held that position for 36 months. One of the benefits was that I got free tuition at Columbia, and I used the opportunity to earn a master’s of international affairs.
We didn't cross paths after that and I can't recall his full name, but his incredible act of kindness altered my destiny in so many ways. I didn't possess the confidence or self-belief to contact anyone at an prestigious college and seek a position. And, I had long dreamed to study abroad, but could never have afforded it without that educational benefit.
Perhaps most importantly, that gig at Columbia resulted in a role in Europe where I got to know my handsome spouse from France, with whom I currently share four amazing children. It was a total sliding doors moment. That kind stranger set me on a different course in life, and I’m eternally thankful.
What is the Kindest Gesture a Unknown Person Has Ever Done for You?
From cheering you up to transforming your future, we would love to know unexpected interactions that have stuck with you.
Please share your story if you are of legal age, without revealing your identity if you choose. What you share are confidential, and are solely for the aim of this article.
