Going No Where Fast

In the midst of the the day's rush of errands the cell phone sometimes just doesn't stop ringing. All limbs get pulled from different directions of domestics, social maintenance and business. At Costco that phone rang. Business questions needed to be answered for clients. The person ahead of me at the register...only half their items had been rung up. Mine were still in the cart. Yah, going no where fast and I really didn't care. As soon as the call ended this "guy" gets on the other side of my unloaded cart and says, "Are you going to unload?"

"Yes I am."

Took me a couple seconds to get it registered in my noggin what had just happened. Immediately I'm increasingly feeling socially rebellious against all things taught to me on social etiquette. Are you kidding me? He stands on the other side of my cart the entire time watching me unload. As the seconds ticked I moved slower. Then the inspiration to ask, "UM....are you in a hurry?" came to mind. But at that point I figured it was too late to be a smarty. So I just continued to take my time [without being obnoxiously slow]. And all the while he stayed in front of me, on the other side of my cart watching my every move.

I'm not in the Army. Certainly don't like being rushed for simply nothing. A few minutes later he was in the food court chompin' on processed food and so was I. Weird. I'm not a fan of the selfish American value of "me first" when it's rubbed in my face. But sometimes, I'm no better in my reaction.

THANK GOD FOR HIS GRACE.......