Sunday is a good day for lessons. I always try to learn and grow in my walk with God. I'm constantly trying to be better, a better daughter, a better sister, a better wife, a better mom, a better friend, a better employee. Anyways, this week has been pretty funny. I think lessons can be funny too. One day this week I was happily ringing up two customers. One of the customers had just sung my praises to a manager, I was feeling pretty good about myself. I had gotten several compliments that day on my ensemble. I was a happy girl. Then it happened, the question I was hoping to never hear..."So, when is your baby due?". The record scratches and I'm jolted back in to reality. "Excuse me?" I say and the question is repeated. I can see her face blush as I say, "Oh twelve weeks ago" and then I showed her Matilda's picture. She said she was so embarrassed and I lied and said I wasn't offended. I went home and cried to my Mom and Sam and anyone who would listen. I kept saying, "No one should ask that question unless they are 105% sure. No one should ask period."
Part two: The Lesson
So...the very next day, one of my favorite customers comes in. "Oh hello _____" I say, then I proceeded to pat her tummy and ask, "How are you feeling? When is the baby due?" to which _____ responds, "I had him a week ago." The record scratches again and I realize her friend is strolling her little baby. My face turned 50 shades of red.
A. Why would I touch her?
B. Why would I repeat the mistake I was just complaining about?
C. Why would I wish such mortification on myself? Is mortification a word?
Lessons learned: I won't be so hard on people. We all make mistakes. I will never touch another woman's belly again. I will never ask when a woman is due unless I know they're pregnant.
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