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Little background for those who are new to the forum. There are days that my legs just sometimes refuse to work. There are days in which I even need help dressing. It is not something I am happy about, but I think I do pretty good in being self reliant. It makes me feel terrible when I do need to ask for help. Also, I look healthy, even if I am not..if I don't have my cane or walker, most people can not tell that a thing is wrong with me.
Yesterday after I had said good night to Marmalady, I decided to be a bit naughty and go get some eggnog (diabetic, so not good for me.. but I digress). I got to the store, got into the door of Walmart, when pain raced up my legs indicating that my legs were done for the day...even if I was not. So, I had to take advantage of the electric carts. Since my legs were done, all I was going to do is go to the information desk or nearest CSM and let them know that I had to take it to my car, and would not be able to bring it back. My caretaker (my mom) was somewhere off in the store, and had no clue what was going on.. and I just didn't want to abandon it in case somebody needed it.
I had got like 10' in the store when this young girl, I would guess about 10-11 years old. Come racing past me, happy that she was going to get to 'Ride the scooters!'. I thought it was cute. I was about to even tell her that she could have the one I was on when I was done with it..
A sudden booming voice says "You! Young man!" (I am 40, but do not look it). "My daughter needs that cart." I turned around and saw this woman who I swear looked like my math teacher in 5th grade..one I had nightmares about because she would smack my hand with a ruler for the least little thing. Anyhow..
I was about to tell this woman, that if she would follow me out to the car, I would be HAPPY to give it up. Then I wouldn't have to bother the employees. I tend to try to avoid confrontations if I can.. but what was said next ended that quickly. "I swear a perfectly healthy guy like you, taking the carts from those who really need it." (She had walked around to infront of me, waving a boney finger at me).
"You mean .. from the young girl jumping up and down in excitement a few minutes ago.. who is right now tugging on your sleeve.. and looking embarrassed?"
"Why I never.. she needs it more then YOU do."
Which I am sad to say, was when nice Mytical decided to take a lunch break, and let the Mytical that has NO brain to mouth filter run things. The minute she saw my expression change, she took a step back (For some reason I have that effect on people).. but wasn't about to change her Holier then thou bit. "I am done here." I said, and was trying to get past her before the last of my 'give a care' went away..
Would I be posting this if it had stopped there. Of course not. The woman said "You WILL get up and let my daughter have the scooter."
I.. won't repeat what I said, but I will say that afterwards the woman was as white as a ghost, and looking somewhat like a fish out of water. The thing is the whole time her daughter, bless her, was saying "No mommy, I can wait." and tugging on her mothers sleeve... well her mother's brain must have done the Blue Screen of Death.. because she was sputtering and stuttering.. trying to say something.. I didn't stick around to find out what.. I proceeded with what I was going to do in the first place, leaving her looking at me as if I had three heads and was breathing fire.
I don't curse often, and I HATE that I cursed in front of a child. I have no brain to mouth filter..I think it I say it. The employees were a little..skittish about approaching me when I got to the customer service desk..but were nothing but kind and efficient. I got out to the vehicle, one of the employees took the cart back..and I sat in the card feeling absolutely horrible for that little girl...all because her mom decided that she knew anything about me.
Sorry lol forgot the most important part. Apparently I ruined the little girls Christmas by refusing to give up the scooter.. Now how that works... I ... don't know.
Yesterday after I had said good night to Marmalady, I decided to be a bit naughty and go get some eggnog (diabetic, so not good for me.. but I digress). I got to the store, got into the door of Walmart, when pain raced up my legs indicating that my legs were done for the day...even if I was not. So, I had to take advantage of the electric carts. Since my legs were done, all I was going to do is go to the information desk or nearest CSM and let them know that I had to take it to my car, and would not be able to bring it back. My caretaker (my mom) was somewhere off in the store, and had no clue what was going on.. and I just didn't want to abandon it in case somebody needed it.
I had got like 10' in the store when this young girl, I would guess about 10-11 years old. Come racing past me, happy that she was going to get to 'Ride the scooters!'. I thought it was cute. I was about to even tell her that she could have the one I was on when I was done with it..
A sudden booming voice says "You! Young man!" (I am 40, but do not look it). "My daughter needs that cart." I turned around and saw this woman who I swear looked like my math teacher in 5th grade..one I had nightmares about because she would smack my hand with a ruler for the least little thing. Anyhow..
I was about to tell this woman, that if she would follow me out to the car, I would be HAPPY to give it up. Then I wouldn't have to bother the employees. I tend to try to avoid confrontations if I can.. but what was said next ended that quickly. "I swear a perfectly healthy guy like you, taking the carts from those who really need it." (She had walked around to infront of me, waving a boney finger at me).
"You mean .. from the young girl jumping up and down in excitement a few minutes ago.. who is right now tugging on your sleeve.. and looking embarrassed?"
"Why I never.. she needs it more then YOU do."
Which I am sad to say, was when nice Mytical decided to take a lunch break, and let the Mytical that has NO brain to mouth filter run things. The minute she saw my expression change, she took a step back (For some reason I have that effect on people).. but wasn't about to change her Holier then thou bit. "I am done here." I said, and was trying to get past her before the last of my 'give a care' went away..
Would I be posting this if it had stopped there. Of course not. The woman said "You WILL get up and let my daughter have the scooter."
I.. won't repeat what I said, but I will say that afterwards the woman was as white as a ghost, and looking somewhat like a fish out of water. The thing is the whole time her daughter, bless her, was saying "No mommy, I can wait." and tugging on her mothers sleeve... well her mother's brain must have done the Blue Screen of Death.. because she was sputtering and stuttering.. trying to say something.. I didn't stick around to find out what.. I proceeded with what I was going to do in the first place, leaving her looking at me as if I had three heads and was breathing fire.
I don't curse often, and I HATE that I cursed in front of a child. I have no brain to mouth filter..I think it I say it. The employees were a little..skittish about approaching me when I got to the customer service desk..but were nothing but kind and efficient. I got out to the vehicle, one of the employees took the cart back..and I sat in the card feeling absolutely horrible for that little girl...all because her mom decided that she knew anything about me.
Sorry lol forgot the most important part. Apparently I ruined the little girls Christmas by refusing to give up the scooter.. Now how that works... I ... don't know.
He is my Black Dragon (and yes, a good one) strong, protective, the guardian. I am his Silver Dragon, always by his side, shining for him, cherishing him.
I know you feel bad about swearing, but... I don't think anyone could fault you in this case.
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