Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Works For Me Wednesday
Here is a little background on my idea so that you will not think I'm being a goody-two-shoes. At first glance, it may not seem like a typical WFMW, but it is very practical. Perhaps it's something you do all the time without any prompting, but I thought I'd mention it anyway because it's so timely.
Background: Monday afternoon, I was shopping with my girl in Kohls. It wasn't very crowded even for this time of year. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my daughter look a little odd, and the next thing I knew, someone had her hand in the middle of my back and literally pushed me out of the way, saying "Excuse me" in a very sharp tone. This lady didn't shove me; she put her hand flat on my back and moved me with one sort of long motion. She literally moved my body. It was one of the strangest things a total stranger has ever said or done to me. I was dumbfounded.
My daughter said she saw it coming because the woman stood there a second, then widened her eyes to show impatience with my blocking her, and then she reached out and pushed me. My daughter didn't know what to think, either. The really odd part was that the store on Monday at 2:30 pm was not crowded at all. She just wanted me moved.
First I was angry, and then I was embarrassed, and then my feelings were hurt. Then I just tried to forget about it and make excuses for her in my head, such as, "She doesn't know she's an idiot." No, I corrected myself, "Maybe she has had it up to here with shopping and couldn't take one more side step out of the shortest path to where she was going."
So a while later, while my girl was trying on clothes, I sat in the chair in the fitting room, and since it was quiet, I kept trying to figure out that scene and fight the urge for revenge. I took my hurt feelings to the Lord.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, I "thought," "Why don't you, instead of mulling over revenge, think of something positive to do. Bless someone." [The "perp" was long gone, so I couldn't bless her.]
I looked up and noticed what a horrible, terrible, very bad mess that fitting room was. And so I began to straighten it up. I gathered all the jeans, hung the dresses, zipped zippers, buttoned buttons, etc. I took piles out of the fitting rooms and hung them on the rack just outside for unwanted items. I picked up trash and water bottles. The more I worked, the better I felt. When we finished, I had all but one stall picked up. I knew it was going to make a sales associate happy to see that someone cared enough to at least make an effort to cooperate during this crazy holiday season. (Can you tell I've worked retail?)
The point is: This worked for me. It helped me beat the blues. It changed my perspective because I focused on someone else besides myself or the person who hurt me. It allowed me to give without spending money or taking any credit. It helped me not to feel stupid and in the way. It made me happy. It worked for me.
So my tip is: When you're out shopping this week and next week, if (when) you notice a mess, maybe you could take a second to fix it up a bit. And maybe it will work for you the way it did for me.
Thanks to Shannon at Rocks in My Dryer.