Friday, June 11, 2010

Just a goodwill reminder

I love to shop at Goodwill. It's hit or miss, sometimes I find stuff, sometimes I don't, but I still have fun. I like vintage clothes, old coats, jeans, anything but unerwear.

Often some of the employees of the store are special needs. Working, making their way in our world, but by birth, or by injury or illness have a little rougher time of it than the rest of us. I always remember that basically it's "there but for the grace of god go I". Acutally, that applies to all of us.

Yesterday a man was snotty and rude to the person taking care of the dressing rooms. The young man working there was explaining that you can't set your items outside of the door, for safety reasons. So he offered to get the man a cart. The man was a jerk, talking loud, making rude faces.

I wanted to say something, but lacked the courage. By the time I got to my car I was crying. It wasn't pretty and it disgusted me.

Disgusted at his behaviour but at my own for being afraid to speak up.

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