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Look Past the Dogma to See the Positive Message. [Nov. 30th, 2004|02:00 pm]
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Psalm 23


A psalm of David.

1 The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name's sake.
4 Even though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.

5 You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
6 Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD
forever.





I went early to Ralph's supermarket today. The store was relatively empty, and it made for easy time to shop.

I approached the register, and an elderly lady took her time with the cashier ahead of me.

She paid for her groceries by check, and the Ralph's cashier required a photo ID and a black ink thumbprint for verification. The elderly lady moved quite slow, as she had been out with her son all morning for Christmas purchases for the family, as she explained to the cashier in conversation.

The elderly lady mentioned that she had never been required for thumbprint or ID verification at Ralph's, but she took her time, signed the check, dipped her index finger in the black ink, and left the thumbprint on the check. The cashier responded with encouraging words. The elderly lady moved slow, and she was rather tired. However, she accommodated the Ralph's cashier with a pleasant smile and completed the verification.

She talked to the cashier as my goods began to ring on the scanner. It came time to pay, and the elderly lady was still talking to her, taking her time, making sure that she had her change, her ID, and the receipt.

I gracefully stepped around the elderly lady to slide my credit card, and I excused myself. "Pardon me, madam, I am just going to step in next to you and slide my card."

"Oooh!" She smiled at me. "I'm in your way!"

"No, ma'am, you are not in my way." I gave her a smile, and I paid for my groceries.

"Merry Christmas to you!" She exclaimed.

She left the aisle, and I heard the cashier exclaim, "Now that's the kind of customers we want around here."

I agreed with a nod, and I pushed my shopping cart toward the elevator. I pushed the button to head down to the garage, and the door opened. As the door was about to close, the elderly lady had made her way up to me. I held the door open to allow her entry. She wished me another Merry Christmas, and we exchanged polite conversation for the half minute in the elevator. The doors opened to the garage, and I held the door for her. We parted ways, and I wished her a Merry Christmas one more time before we parted.

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[User Picture]From: gluthdotcom
2004-11-30 02:35 pm (UTC)
Wow, that's really cool. I know a lot of people who are annoyed when people move slow. All I can really think is "Where do you have to be so bad?" Stories like that make me love Christmas.
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[User Picture]From: sauce1977
2004-12-01 09:45 am (UTC)
There's a specific difference in how one carries themselves.

The same elderly lady could have very well received the cold shoulder and the bum rush if she behaved in a different way.
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[User Picture]From: heatherface
2004-11-30 03:57 pm (UTC)
Which Ralphs were you that they needed a thumbprint? That's the first time I've ever heard that.
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[User Picture]From: sauce1977
2004-12-01 09:47 am (UTC)
Hollywood and Western.
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[User Picture]From: stitchn
2004-11-30 06:00 pm (UTC)
the world needs more people like YOU.
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[User Picture]From: sauce1977
2004-12-01 09:46 am (UTC)
The world doesn't want me.
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[User Picture]From: sauce1977
2004-12-01 11:25 pm (UTC)
I suppose that early comment was unfair to me.

Late this evening, I realized that there are roadblocks in life that I just cannot cross.

Without going into great detail, there have been people out here who put up the roadblocks. I wasn't wise enough to trust my instincts . . . I continued to waste energy against the roadblocks.

There are people in this world who most definitely want me. I will remember to be more conscious of those who put up roadblocks, in order to separate and distance myself from them in favor of those who welcome me with open arms.
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[User Picture]From: octochoron
2004-11-30 08:35 pm (UTC)
You probably made her day. =)

People are so rude to the elderly. One day we'll be like that and understand how it is when you can't move quickly and life is more physically challenging. I feel really badly when I see people disrespecting the elderly. It's so good to know they still have people like you out there.
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[User Picture]From: sauce1977
2004-12-01 11:27 pm (UTC)
In the moment, the initial feeling upon witness of the slower-moving elderly lady . . . it was the typical feeling of wow, she's really slow. I had to pick this line.

I'm glad I noticed her demeanor and shrugged off the standard feeling. When I talked to her in the elevator, she reminded me very much of my departed grandmother. I loved my grandmas, and I love my grandfather. They have a wealth of experience to share, and the better folks among the elderly, like my grandfather and this elderly lady . . . they made it as far as they have because of how they have conducted themselves.
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[User Picture]From: hexhive99
2004-12-02 02:44 pm (UTC)
Wow! You handled that with a lot of patience. Sometimes I do the same time of things and othertimes I can be a hasty jerk (esp in traffic). It's funny though how doing nice/understanding things put you in a better mood.
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[User Picture]From: sauce1977
2004-12-04 11:40 am (UTC)
A person's demeanor often dictates how they are treated.
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