I had had a horrid night’s sleep, followed by a day at work full of annoyances in all shapes and sizes. In addition, sitting for 8 hours in an office chair does no favors for my already incredibly achey body. The building management can’t seem to get the temperature right in our office building, so I was sticky with sweat, exhausted, in pain, and annoyed even before boarding the infamous BART train to head home. After a ride that made 38 minutes seem like forever (maybe because I spent it smushed between the wall and a man who was so large I probably should have just let him have two seats), I decided to stop at Safeway on the way home to pick up some much deserved iced tea.
I walked up to the store only to be approached by a man looking for signatures for his petition. Anyone who knows me knows that, political science nerd that I am, I’m a sucker for petitions and 95% of the time I will stand and listen to you soapbox. If I agree, I’ll sign! If I disagree, I’ll explain to you why, and I won’t sign. I’ve even been known to collect signatures for my own petitions from time to time. But yesterday was just not a good day for me to stand in the sun in my ridiculously hot outfit on my aching feet, so I politely smiled at the man and said “Not right now, I’m sorry.”
He copped an attitude and muttered “well that’s fine, I’m used to it. No one can be bothered to help anyone anymore.”
That’s a risk you take standing outside, imposing on peoples’ time, subjecting them to your opinion. That’s a risk you take picking, out of all the people walking into Safeway, the pregnant woman who is obviously walking in pain. Do you purposefully select the weakest member of the herd? If that’s how you treated everyone you approached yesterday, I’m not the least bit surprised that you were turned down so often.
How DARE you pass judgement on me like that. How dare you pass judgment on anyone like that. Shame on you.
Unfortunately, these words spewed out of my mouth only once I had returned home. Just once I wish I had the guts to say aloud what goes on in my head.