A Simple Conversation: Humanity (kind of) Restored

I hate going to the store, but today I did and I am actually glad. Because today a simple conversation restored a little bit of my faith in humanity.

Last Sunday I had to go to a superstore. God help anyone that has to do that weekly. I had one thing that they (and only they) sell that I had to get. What should have been an insignificant run into the “way too crowded” superstore, turned into 45 minutes of hell. Why? Because in the time I was trying to get in there and leave as soon as possible I witnessed some less than stellar examples of humanity.

Two women (both of different ethnicities) arguing about who should move their cart (they were both blocking the way for others and the racial slurs were flying). A woman with an obvious speech and hearing deficit was being mocked (by adults) and as her eyes filled with tears they didn’t stop (my glares and suggestion to “cut it out” did nothing). A person at the check out was calling the clerk “stupid” and “incapable” when their form of payment wasn’t quite working (again even my comment to just be nice to one another did nothing). Okay, so really I am probably lucky I didn’t get shot (I tried to redirect some awful behavior and had zero impact).

Add the loud speaker announcement that there was a plumbing issue in the women’s restroom that needed immediate attention and I was pretty much done.