Monday, November 07, 2005
Uncharitable
As it seemed they were "working" to collect some money for some charity or the other. As soon as Christmas is near everybody comes out with their sob stories. Don't take me wrong. I am all for helping the needy but at times don't you just get tired of everyone shoving their little buckets or bowls under your nose as soon as you turn your head? I have my "guilt tax" or "be good bribe" taken out of my salary. I am not sure where my money goes when put them in a bucket, bowl or a tub. I am not sure if I want to donate to save the ants or whatever they are saving.
I was in one of that uncharitable mood. In a total obnoxious way I started putting my shopping in the bags myself. My "nice" side had gone in the hibernation on that day. In my excuse I say that I wanted to pack things according to the rooms - kitchen, cellar or upstairs - and only I can do that. I didn't even look at the end of the counter. Without any eye contact with the little people I grabbed the things at the scanning point so they don't get their little hands on it. Some days you just don't feel like smiling, talking in silly little people tone and being nice.
At the end of the scanning and paying for the shopping I just couldn't bear to keep my nasty side up. I gave in and the words came out of my mouth involuntarily - "so you are working hard to collect some money boys? Here, I will put the change in the bucket. I didn't want you to pack the bags because I am in a hurry."