Yesterday I was in Home Depot with my husband. We had a flat cart with 6 bags of concrete and some boards for framing. I was pushing the cart and my husband was loading.
We got in line behind a man who was also buying lumber and I left a little room between us so our boards wouldn't smack and people could move around us.
A Mexican woman with some paint and painting supplies angled herself to cut right in front of me! I politely said, "Hi. I am next." I could see the side of her face and she was barely 10 feet away from me and she ignores me and edges forward!
I was suddenly overcome with a nice guys finish last feeling and when the man with construction supplies started to leave... I shoved my 400 pound cart with all my strength and the woman was forced to back up quickly to keep from being mowed down.
I am not pushy. I am usually the calm and patient person in the room! I'm the lady that says, "I'm in no hurry, you go ahead." But at that moment I almost irrationally was overcome with the feeling that nice people never win and honest Christian's will always be taken advantage of... and I kinda saw red.
At that moment I wanted to Occupy something! I wanted to poop on a police car. I wanted to be the one fanatically screaming about insults to my religion, and threatening violent irrational retaliation.
Today I feel mostly back to my normal respectable self, but I will admit I liked that the Mexican woman gave me a very wide berth in the parking lot. She walked well out of her way and when she passed she avoided looking me in the eye. It felt good.
Casie, I totally understand where you’re coming from. I’ve been behaving in that manner for the past year. Now, I’m just wiped out.
Stay strong.
Good for you Madame. As one of my old Catholic nuns once told me”Young man’’said Sister Agnes, “Never discount the spiritually transforming experience of pain’’. Sometimes with the lower of God’s creations one must beat the beast. That Mexican woman is that beast. But by all means dear lady, don’t poop on police cars.