Sometimes Being Nice Does Not Pay

Yesterday I posted a sweet, lovely, inspiring conversation I had with a sweet, lovely, inspiring mature gentleman......(I think I just threw up in my mouth)

Go here to catch up if you haven't read it.

I know I should be more composed and the bigger person but instead I politely said (or possibly shouted) "I SAID I WAS SORRY - DON'T ROLL YOUR EYES AT ME!" And possibly some other forms of not niceness.

As I was checking out I noticed him at the Sam's cafe eating his lunch, alone, with his buggy full of his treasures from the hunt and I felt bad. I felt ashamed that I spoke unkindly to him and didn't have patience. So after I checked out, I walked to his table and looked him in the eyes and said "I'm sorry I spoke to you that way. I should have never done so" and then I smiled. Without missing a beat this sweet, lovely, inspiring mature gentleman looked up at me and said.....

"Get outta my d*mn face"

Already on my list for the next Sam's visit? My Husband!

What would you say . . . . . .

to the (grumpy!) old man in Sam's who (as you are answering a call from your son's teacher on your cell phone while holding a container of blueberries your daughter is munching out of when you notice him out of the corner of your eye so you smile, say "Sorry, excuse me" while you somehow try to maneuver your cart of his way) says to you "Get off the d*mn phone, you aren't that d*mn important!"???

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