What in the World Are You?

To the lady in the scrubs at Wal-Mart last night I want to say something. You look like you are educated and apparently work in some kind of medical field. It makes me sad that when you walked by my cart while I was checking out that you threw your trash in the clothes hamper that was in my cart. A few feet away was a trash can and you were going to walk directly by one on your way out the door. Instead you decided to throw your trash into my newly purchased item, which really looks nothing like a trash can. I want you to know that I think people like you are really what is wrong with the world.

Now it might help you to know that I was with my wife at Wal-mart last night as part of her job. She was purchasing some needed supplies for some ladies who live in an assisted living home. Our cart load of items were not for us and the money we were spending was not even ours. We were simply doing a job and I was trying to help my wife.

To the lady that saw her and walked over and dug out the trash and took it to the can for me. I want you to know that you are what is right with the world.

I admit, at first you freaked me out as you walked over to my cart and stuck your arm down in our laundry basket as we were checking out. You did not say anything and appeared a little angry. When you emerged with the trash and took it over to the trashcan I was a little shocked. I am sure you are a very nice person, but your clothes were very worn and you looked like you had been working hard at manual labor all day. Despite how the situation initially appeared, I appreciate your thoughtfulness at what the other lady had done. Thanks for not thinking you are the center of the universe and everyone and everything else is at your disposal.

Last night I saw two kinds of people in a matter of minutes. One self-absorbed and oblivious to other people. One thoughtful and kind and trying to lend a helping hand. At a quick glance someone might have guessed the opposite to be true of each of them. And yet, the seemly educated women, who had a full load of purchases, felt the need to throw her trash in my stuff. All the while the lady who looked worn was kind and took the trash out of my life. All I was left to wonder was, which kind of person am I?

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