On Tuesday I decided to stop on my way to work for some coffee at McDonalds. So there I went, into the parking lot, mind you I have already had a frustrating morning, there was another car coming the opposite direction. He couldn’t make up his mind, I do the only thing I can, I yell make up your mind and gesture emphatically (a little something for Buffy fans). He gestures for me to go ahead and I do.
I get to the ordering thing and I hear a honk, I thought seriously, you’re now honking at me. I look behind me, nothing, I hear the honk again. He is beside me, I think, this is it, I am going to die, in the drive-thru at McDonalds. Not a particularly elegant way to end, but there you have it.
I roll down my window, he is an older gentleman, he says you look like you’re having a frustrating morning. Not what I expected, stupidly I start to tear up, I said I really am. He said I just want to tell you that your backup light is out on the driver’s side. I thank him, the tears start to fall out and he says are you ok, I say no, I’m really not. He said well you woke up beautiful this morning, you have a really blessed day.
I lost it, I started bawling like a big fat baby, the kindness of this stranger was too much. For those of you who know me well, you know I’m dead inside. I am cold, hard and not a crier. I’m not used to people saying nice things to me in the course of my days.
You see my days are filled with people who scream at me, who curse at me and call me names. Who cut me off, won’t listen, even though they called me for help. I have actually been called the C word, the C word people. For simply asking a customer to verify their account before changing their email password. That was a woman that called me that, by the way.
My days are filled with people telling me I am retarded for not doing what they want. What they want is not possible, or I have to get them to the correct department.
The worst are the I state people, once again, the people that know me well, they know what that means. The women, it’s the women! They will cuss you out faster than you can spit. Its jaw dropping, I want to ask each one of them if they kiss their momma with that mouth.
I am jaded, I have no hope for humanity left, until Tuesday, Tuesday in the drive-thru of a McDonalds gave me hope in humanity again.
Humanity
I am self medicating this morning, with strong doses of coffee and music from my era, Boston, Journey, Andy Gibb and of course The Bay City Rollers. Some mornings these things are needed more than others, this is one of those. Last night was good, I stopped by my friend Wanda’s after work and that is always a good time. I told her my Scott Baio story; I thought she was going to pass out from laughing so hard. It’s a good story and I tell it well, if you are a really good friend and offer me a cookie I might tell you the story.
This morning is really good coffee, the Irishman made it, and yes Jess, I am too lazy to make my own darn coffee. He makes it better than I do, I don’t even know how he does it, he will not reveal his secret to me. I will ferret it out, never fear, Angie is on the job.
Today is sweater dress and boot day; if you are following me on Twitter or Instagram you can see the boots. Oh I posted on Facebook as well, I do love my boots. Seriously, is there anything better than a really good sweater dress and boots? I love boot season! I ordered two new sweater dresses I hope they get here soon. Sweater dress season only lasts a minute here in Texas; I plan on taking full advantage. Soon I will be too old for sweater dresses; no one wants to see an 80 year old woman in a sweater dress. Ugh. I know I don’t want to see myself at that age dressed inappropriately.
Right now I am listening to America, Daisy Jane, I seriously love that song, it can do no wrong in my eyes, or ears I should say. You all should listen to it, it really is amazing, if you do listen please share your thoughts on the song with me.
I have decided to focus on the positive that I see in people, acts of kindness that restore my faith in mankind. It’s easier this time of year to find those acts of kindness because everyone wants to do something at Christmas, I do believe I will hold off on my search until January, after the warm fuzzy thoughts of Christmas time have passed. 2013 will be the year of humanity; I have to believe that, the year that we truly look at each other and see that we are all the same. No matter the color of our skin, the religion we practice, we all want the same things in life. A better life for our children than we had safety, love, compassion and understanding. I shall strive to be a better human in 2013 that is my New Years resolution; I rarely make them due to the fact that I cannot keep them. However I am confident I can keep this one. I am not quite sure how I will become a better human as I am a pretty darn good one right now. I shall keep you posted on my efforts.
Angie World 