Pardon me. I am crabby. Can't be helped. Women trouble and all....everything is on my nerves.
I was at the store the other day. It was one of those stores that never has enough registers open and is always crowded. That day was extra special because I had something I had to return and they decided to only have 2 lines open. There is only one line where you can make returns and exchanges. So I wait. Patiently. With my three small children. It was ok at first. I was in a good mood. Slowly but surely my mood took a turn for the worse. Red started whining about some treasure she found while waiting in line. Boo decided to lean forward in the double stroller and grab onto Stinky's hair for dear life (all the while smiling like a little hooligan). Screaming children everywhere. Suddenly it felt like I had twice as many and they all were making a scene. Much yelling an threatening ensues. I am starting to sweat and feel resentful holding this dress that I had bought that was too tight. (It was in fact these 3 little monsters that MADE me too fat to fit in the damn thing).
At that moment this woman comes walking over holding an item and asks me if she can go ahead of me. She just wants to buy one item. Here I am, my hair is mussed, I am cross eyed with frustration at the ETERNITY that has passed by while I was waiting in that line and the chaos that has danced around my feet. I look at her. Seriously?
Stupid Lady: You don't mind I am sure.
Stupid Lady: It's just one item. (she starts to butt in ahead of me)
I put my hand up and stop her. She's actually rather lucky I didn't clock her or sic one of my screaming kicking hooligans on her.
Me: Lady I have 3 screaming children, what do you think? (followed by a whithering glare)
She gave me the stink eye and than skulked away. That was some gall. I may try that next time I am at a busy store. Walk up to the most ovewhelmed character I can find and just ask to budge in. I just don't feel like waiting. I know you don't mind.
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