Becca's Experience

My cute sister in law, Becca. (You should all be reading her blog. She is the best of young moms.) Wrote about her Wal-mart experience on her blog. This is what happened to her:

I was just walking around Wal-Mart doing my shopping, I was in the process of picking out some Q-tips, when an elderly man, 75-80 yrs of age I'd say, crosses the main aisleway to come over to speak to me specifically. The conversation went something like this:

"Are you the mother of these {points to my kids sitting in my cart} children?"
"Yes..."
"Ok, well, I'm just an old man, but I'm trying to figure something out. I just am trying to understand...."
"Ok...?"
"I just want to know if you have the time to do her hair so pretty..." he grabs one of Graces braids and pulls on it a bit... "How do you not have the time to make yourself look pretty?"

Anyway she went on to say how upset this made her feel (of course). How she suddenly felt rude to other people (she wasn't). I know I would feel the same way. It did make me think that while so many people go out of their way to say rude things. Wouldn't it be nice if more people went out of their way to say nice things. So that is what I am going to do-- probably to the embarrassment of  my own children-- every time I shop, I am going to go out of my way to say something nice to at least one person. I think it is just a nice simple way to make other people feel happy and to spread a bit of sunshine. Thanks for sharing your tragedy, Becca. And by the way 99% of the time I see Becca, she is absolutely beautiful and stylish and poised. I look like white trash compared to Becca.