Some moments are forever seared into my memory.
Like the time I was at Firehouse Subs with my young daughter, mom, and grandmother. It was years ago but I still cringe at the embarrassment of it all.
At the time, I had not actually ordered at this restaurant before. My husband would order for us as I would sit with the 3 kids at a table, trying to keep them from getting out of hand I’m sure. This particular occasion, my mom had ordered but then I went back to the counter to add some chips, which were right by the register. I saw the people in line but I thought they were waiting for their subs to be fixed like at Subway. Without knowing I was cutting in line, I approached the register and grabbed some chips to pay.
The girl at the register rang my bill and I proceeded to give her money. Meanwhile, I heard a commotion behind me but I continued to pay attention to making my payment. That is until it got louder and louder. Now I was getting concerned so I gradually cocked my head to see what was going on when I realized that an irate woman was actually yelling AT ME! She was livid that I had cut in front her and proceeded to yell to the whole store how terrible it was.
I was MORTIFIED.
Once I realized what I had done, I stopped the payment process and told her how sorry I was and that I had not done it intentionally. Then I asked her to please go on ahead of me but she refused. She insisted that I get my precious chips and be done with it.
I practically crawled back to the table of my family, who were oblivious to the whole scene apparently. I can’t imagine how because I felt like the whole restaurant was watching. Trying desperately to hold back my tears over upsetting the lady so much and from the embarrassment of it all, I wondered what kind of life that lady must live so that she would go off on someone accidentally cutting in front of her. If something like this could make her become unglued, what would the rest of the day hold for her? What about tomorrow? Or next year?
This is somewhat of a lighthearted example but I have plenty of times where MY heart was torn by an offense-
the time my co-worker betrayed me
when my best friend rejected me
when someone close did not stand up for me
the time I was denied a privilege I deserved
the promise that was not kept
when someone who could have helped didn’t
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