Random Act of Rudeness

Dear Readers,

My family and I enjoyed our annual Black Friday pilgrimage to the mall in Tyson's Corner, Virginia. It's three levels, sleek marble floors, with moderate and high end stores and far enough from home that it is a rare treat. The morning traffic was surprisingly fine, since they have finished the Capitol Beltway construction and opened the toll lanes. The stores were crowded, especially the ladies' rooms. We did all the ooing and ahhing shopping, pointing out things we desired, not intending to buy anything with everyone along. There were no available tables in the food court. We carried our McDonald's lunch through two wings and finally sat on the floor against a wall and dined. By afternoon, the crowds became thick. And after several hours of walking, my forty something soon to be fifty something body began to ache. My feet were fine, it was more of a hip, thigh and back problem.

We completed our experience and the only person who wanted to buy anything was my dear husband. So we trekked back to the Lego store. He disappeared into the inner throng and the rest of us waited outside. I people watched. I felt very blessed after observing a blind man and woman walking by at a fast clip. There was a man on a bench with an artificial leg. And one without the prostesis ambulating on crutches. A young mother frantically searched for something, through all of her belongings and must have found it because she became peaceful and left. A spot on a bench opened up. I nabbed it. It felt wonderful to sit a spell. Then the two people next to me left and two more quickly filled their spots. Just then, I noticed a woman, older and heavier than I, staring my way, talking to the younger woman with her. I asked if she wanted to sit and she thanked me. I didn't need to sit. Someday maybe somebody will give me a seat when I really need it.

As we left the mall, in the parking garage, top level, horns were blowing and people were yelling. It seems a young woman was standing in a parking space, talking on her cell phone. A man in a car wanted the space and tried reasoning/bullying her out of it. In the process, everyone was backed up behind him, trapped. Now if it were up to me, unless the young woman was holding the space for one of the gentlemen missing limbs, I think she and the guy who thought he was special should both move aside and let the next guy/gal in line have the space. But that's just my opinion. I feel they were both wrong. What do you think?

Oh, on the way out, we passed a very handsome well groomed man who oozed wealth and catnip. He was wearing kitten heeled boots.

I hope your Black Friday was filled with joy and bargains.

Warm Regards,
Sherry Silver