I end up in the express lane, shorter lines, smiling old lady at the register, what could possibly add to my crazy awful week. Dumb questions.
The young lady in front of me seemed to have my quick idea, some candy, a sandwich and a drink. Checked out and left. By the time this "nice" old lady started ringing my up the girl in front of me was at the opposite door of Wal-Mart, it's a ways away for those who don't know. The cashier realizes she left her water bottle.
She hands it to me and say "run down there and make sure she gets her bag".
I look at her and go "no, I'm not running anywhere today, sorry, she'll come back when she misses it"
Cashier: "shame on you, if I was in as good shape as you I'd run it down myself."
Mind you, I would have had no problem on a normal day. But I can barely breathe as it is and I was finally able to leave my own apartment without being in as much pain as the last few days, so no, I'm not "running" anyone down.
Shame on me. Really? I'll take the compliment I look like I'm in good shape. But everyone who knows me well enough can look at me and know I'm struggling this week. So no, not shame on me. Shame on you for being to rude to someone who know nothing about. I will avoid this lady at all costs from here on out. And if I hadn't been taken aback by someone so rude ringing up my candy and water bottles I may have gotten a name. But then, maybe she was having a bad day as well. We all fight our own battles. So before you say shame on anyone for something like that, just smile and don't. It's not worth it. I didn't need that after the week I've had and it was about a breaking point for me. Doctors who don't listen and cashiers who don't care and put you down for something you physically can't do. Please be nice to someone this week. You have no idea what they're going through, even if they have a huge smile one their face.
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