So today... I was meandering about being efficient at Walmart, trying to find all the things we needed, bee-lining my way in and out of aisles...
At one point, a lady and her cart kind of impeded my way around into the next aisle. She wasn't directly blocking me, but I had to turn my body to get through. She wasn't moving, so I just slid my way past her cart, saying (maybe too quietly), "Excuse me!"
Well, apparently, she had made the decision to start moving soon after I began squeezing through (so, I didn't really see movement until later)...
She probably thought I was being stereo-typically Asian-rude, (which I promise I wasn't trying to!) ... and then proceeded to mutter/yell/snort at me, "It's called, 'Excuse me!' Learn the word!"... then marched away...
My first naughty thought was: "Ummm... that's 2 words, ma'am..."
My first indignant thought was: "Hey, I did say, 'Excuse me!'"
My first penitent thought was: "Oops, that probably was a little rude!"
My second indignant thought was: "I didn't even get in your way, though!"
And yada... yada... yada... my brain was having an immature fight with itself...
It wasn't that big of a deal... I just had never been yelled at by NY-like people in the south about something so minor... and I wanted to justify my actions... which wasn't necessary, because like in most situations, I could have handled it way better and in a Christ-like manner...
Anywho... Later, as I distractedly stood and leaned against the shopping cart, waiting for my Mom to finish browsing through the clearance shoes...
I noticed afar the same lady maddeningly order her husband to "shut up" and "stop it"... she also wagged her pointer finger at her daughter and angrily spouted some unpleasant words at her.
Amazing part? Her hubby and daughter didn't say anything... She later sauced her husband again and stated, "I already got the shampoo... is there anything else you want?" As if to say, "If you dare ask me for anything more, I gonna pop your head off!"
And still! The other two remained calm...
I could only come to 2 possible conclusions:
1) The mother was always bitter and grouchy; the family had grown accustomed to her harsh words...
2) She was currently (and previously) in a bad mood, so her family was giving her a bit of slack...
Can I be honest? I was so relieved... I hadn't done something quite so terrible as to have someone validly yell at me for it. I mean, I wasn't the most angelic, considerate, nor thoughtful of creatures, but I certainly didn't deserve to feel like I had committed a crime!!
Ok, so it wasn't that bad and that isn't the point of this post...
I just wanted to say, "Give people a little wiggle room..."
Take what ever any one says with a little salt (or sugar... I've never bothered to study that idiom)...
You never know what someone is going through, nor what they're normally like.
Just do your best to love others as you love yourself and you'll be golden!
(Ohmygoodness... I just realized why that's called the Golden Rule!) :cheesygrin:
Annnnnd ... this is totally irrelevant, but I like [this idea]!
At one point, a lady and her cart kind of impeded my way around into the next aisle. She wasn't directly blocking me, but I had to turn my body to get through. She wasn't moving, so I just slid my way past her cart, saying (maybe too quietly), "Excuse me!"
Well, apparently, she had made the decision to start moving soon after I began squeezing through (so, I didn't really see movement until later)...
She probably thought I was being stereo-typically Asian-rude, (which I promise I wasn't trying to!) ... and then proceeded to mutter/yell/snort at me, "It's called, 'Excuse me!' Learn the word!"... then marched away...
My first naughty thought was: "Ummm... that's 2 words, ma'am..."
My first indignant thought was: "Hey, I did say, 'Excuse me!'"
My first penitent thought was: "Oops, that probably was a little rude!"
My second indignant thought was: "I didn't even get in your way, though!"
And yada... yada... yada... my brain was having an immature fight with itself...
It wasn't that big of a deal... I just had never been yelled at by NY-like people in the south about something so minor... and I wanted to justify my actions... which wasn't necessary, because like in most situations, I could have handled it way better and in a Christ-like manner...
Anywho... Later, as I distractedly stood and leaned against the shopping cart, waiting for my Mom to finish browsing through the clearance shoes...
I noticed afar the same lady maddeningly order her husband to "shut up" and "stop it"... she also wagged her pointer finger at her daughter and angrily spouted some unpleasant words at her.
Amazing part? Her hubby and daughter didn't say anything... She later sauced her husband again and stated, "I already got the shampoo... is there anything else you want?" As if to say, "If you dare ask me for anything more, I gonna pop your head off!"
And still! The other two remained calm...
I could only come to 2 possible conclusions:
1) The mother was always bitter and grouchy; the family had grown accustomed to her harsh words...
2) She was currently (and previously) in a bad mood, so her family was giving her a bit of slack...
Can I be honest? I was so relieved... I hadn't done something quite so terrible as to have someone validly yell at me for it. I mean, I wasn't the most angelic, considerate, nor thoughtful of creatures, but I certainly didn't deserve to feel like I had committed a crime!!
Ok, so it wasn't that bad and that isn't the point of this post...
I just wanted to say, "Give people a little wiggle room..."
Take what ever any one says with a little salt (or sugar... I've never bothered to study that idiom)...
You never know what someone is going through, nor what they're normally like.
Just do your best to love others as you love yourself and you'll be golden!
(Ohmygoodness... I just realized why that's called the Golden Rule!) :cheesygrin:
Annnnnd ... this is totally irrelevant, but I like [this idea]!
~CJ
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