Tuesday, June 09, 2009
Can I call a do-over?
Inside a grocery store, 50 feet from the entrance where shopping carts are stored.
My still-empty shopping cart sitting by a bread display rack as I walk around the other side of the rack, looking for a certain loaf of bread.
Another shopper, with items about to tumble out of the over-stuffed cradle of her arms, leans over to drop her load into my empty cart.
A) I watch her put her items into my cart, figure she needs it more than me at that moment, and quietly walk over to grab another cart for myself.
B) I say, "Oh, that cart is mine, but you clearly need it more right now than I do." She smiles politely but doesn't take the cart, and makes it to the check-out counter just before the can of peaches falls out of her grasp.
C) I say, "Oh, that cart is mine" and she laughs, apologizes, and makes a joke about thinking a cart was more than she needed when she started shopping.
How it played out:
I said, "Oh, that cart is mine" and she laughed, apologized, and made a joke about thinking a cart was more than she needed when she started shopping.
The worst part? I didn't even think about wanting to hit the rewind button until I was walking down the next aisle. I'm pretty sure there was a time when option A) would've played out without a second thought on my part. :: sigh ::
Self-absorption is so unattractive.
But maybe The Goddess of Karma will give me consolation points for still obsessing about it 3 days later. Especially if The Parking Angel shows her my report card.
at 7:48 PM