School of Hard Knocks
"I guess I'm just having a bad day," I said.
I was in line at the grocery store. Not my
favorite place to be. They were out of most
everything I was looking for, so my small
cart was nearly empty.
I placed the few items on the conveyor belt
and began searching through all my little
courtesy cards that fill my wallet.
It seems like I have one for everything but
the kitchen sink. Oh wait, I have one for
Lowe's and Home Depot. Never mind.
"There, I found it!" I said proudly.
"That's not for this store," she said.
I sighed and nervously searched for the
right one. I was very aware that there
was a line of people eager to get on with
their day. I even heard someone say
quietly, "This is the express check out,
right?"
I turned and gave him one of those looks.
Kind of like the one our dog Lucy gives the
other two dogs, when she's playing Alpha
dog.
I was at the checkout...I was alpha dog.
"growl!"
"I guess I'm having a bad day," I repeated.
Then I heard someone say, "There are no
bad days, just bad attitudes."
"Rough crowd!" I thought to myself.
"You're right," I acknowledged. It was
a young college age girl behind me
who said it.
"Every once in awhile I need someone
to knock some sense into me. I should
know better," I said.
Then I attempted to pull the right card
out of my wallet and six key chain size
cards flew out.
"No...it's definitely a bad day!" I said in
frustration.
Suddenly I felt something hit my head.
Not hard, but certainly enough to get
my attention.
I heard, "Knock, Knock!" as she used
her knuckles to tap my head.
It was the girl behind me.
I turned with this shocked look on my
face.
"I'm trying to knock some sense into
you like you said," she replied.
Everyone laughed. Even the guy in the
back of the line who made the "express
checkout" comment.
"Thanks, I needed that!" I said.
I quickly paid the clerk and thanked
the girl behind me.
As I sat in my car I watched her exit the
store. She met up with a man and a
young child in a wheel chair. They
walked across the lot and I watched the
girl pick the child up as the man folded
the chair and loaded it in the back seat
of a car. The car must have been at
least 15 years old. It had more scratches
and dents then I do at 60.
As they drove away I could hear her words...
"There are no bad days, just bad attitudes."
Think you're having a bad day?
"Knock, knock!"
"I wish you enough!"
J
~ Bob Perks ~
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[ by: Bob Perks
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