Overheard in the linens department
Lurking about, observing the passing scene, I came upon a pretty 20-something poking contemptuously at the floor mat in her boyfriend's shopping cart, lifting its corner and letting it drop with a rubberly blat.
Loudly enough for me and no doubt many others to hear: "Sweeeeeeeeetheart, you don't want to buy this mat!"
(Quiet, mild muttering in response.)
Loudly: "But it's an indoor/outdoor mat. Sweeeeeetheart, NO! (as if spoken to a dog about to piddle on the floor) ... you DON'T want this in your apartment."
I went on my way wondering if I've ever spoken to anybody that way. Was there ever a time I didn't realize that humiliating somebody in a store is never worth it? Isn't every guy perfectly entitled to buy whatever floormat he prefers?
When did "live and let live" become one of the most important guilding tenets of my philosophy?
This girl sounded like one day she may become one of the Ghastly Brides. And he, poor soul, will be one of the sleep-walking grooms.
I always want to say: "GET OUT WHILE YOU CAN!" But, I don't. Live and let live.
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