My day was a harried at best. I knew the errands I had to run and on paper they really shouldn't have taken that long, but that was not cyphering in the lunchtime factor and the fact that A. It is friday. B. Nothing goes fast at lunch time on friday. I made it to all the places I needed to go but not without two lovely tales to tell and lessons to be learned from them.
1. I walked into the post office and I was extremely excited to be the 2nd person in line and two postal clerks working. This should go fast I naively thought to myself. My attention was drawn to 60's plus woman number 1. She was attempting to mail a package. She wanted it insured for $500. It was a cell phone for her daughter who had dropped her phone in a canal in Italy. Her daughter has lost no less than 5 phones and the mother has repeated this process every time. She doesn't understand how her daughter could be so careless. She repeated all of which I told you just now over and over in different orders and loudly so that all could hear. How her daughter was in Italy. How she was the person who had to keep buying these phones to replace the ones that had been lost in a canal. How she wanted it insured for FIVE HUNDRED DOLLARS!!!
Anyone want to take a jab at what I'm bothered with in this scenario? No, it is not that I have now officially been in line 20 minutes. The age of this woman says to me that this careless phone dropper is at the very least in her 20's. If she has indeed lost 5 phones, why is this mother replacing the phones so easily? Why is she expected to drop what she is doing and OVERNIGHT a phone to Italy? Which by the way the post office can not do.
At first I wanted to smack the woman for holding us all up with her questions and her uncertainty but I quickly was more frustrated with this girl who from Italy was effecting my life because of her carelessness. Lesson here...your actions have ramifications. Be ye kind to those around you.
2. Since I'm just standing in line waiting for either one of the postal clerks to finish up I have time to look around and observe. In front of me stands another 60 plus woman in brand spankin' new jeans. Want to know how I know they were brand spankin' new? You know how with jeans they put these long sometimes white sometimes clear stickers on the pant of the leg with the size over and over again so that no matter how they are folded you can read the size? Well, hers was white and it was very much still in place right next to a 5 x 7 sticker with all the attributes of this particular pair of jeans. Tummy control, hidden stretch no gap waist band, all written clear as you please on this woman's rear for all to read. So, I very discreetly walked over to her and whispered..You forgot to remove the sticker from your jeans.
Now, if some stranger told me this I would be thrilled. A. I'm never going to see them again so who cares. B. I would be more embarrassed if someone I knew found it. Was this woman appreciative? Was she kind? Oh, heavens no. Now, I'm not exactly sure what I was expecting because it would be embarrassing but at the very least a little humility. This woman was hateful and rude about it. I wished I hadn't told her. I will say that when she ripped it off she only got one of them so I didn't make it a point to point out the other one. Boo yah! Lesson here...your actions have ramifications. Be ye kind to those around you. :)
Have a great day!
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