Friday, October 28, 2016
Perception is reality.
After I dropped off my son at school today, I went to grocery store to buy some milk. As I was standing in line to purchase the milk, I slowly had the urge to sneeze. This urge to sneeze kept building and building and as much as I attempted to hold back my sneeze, it was quickly becoming an almost impossible task. However, I scrunched up my face and nose, in order to hold back the involuntary explosion. Unfortunately, when I was scrunching up my face and making a stink eye, the lady in line in front of me glanced over in my direction. She wasn't aware of my attempt to hold back my sneeze. It was apparent that she believed I was giving her a dirty look, and she wasn't happy. As I stood there, in line, I was at a lost on how to handle to situation. Should I get her attention and explain the that I wasn't giving he a dirty look? Slowly, my guilt was getting the best of me, so I tapped her on the shoulder. As she turned, I attempted to explain to her the reasoning behind my facial expression had nothing to do with her. However, she just raised her hand in the air and said, "Oh no you don't!" Followed by, "God don't like ugly!" She was livid and believed I was caught being "Ugly" toward her. It's funny, as well as a bit sad, to think she will go on with the rest of her day not understanding what really happened. I imagine her talking to her friends and family, as she tells them how some guy in line at the grocery store gave her a dirty look, for no apparent reason. Then I remembered something a coworker said to me years ago, "Perception is Reality." Good or bad, no truer words have been uttered in my lifetime.
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