By Lynne Cory True Story
What if I was in line at the deli with three people ahead of me and a man behind me began standing close to my left shoulder and every step forward we took he moved 2 steps forward until he jumped right in front of me?
What if at first I was shocked and then began looking around for the TV cameras because I felt like this must be “Punked,” and then I decided that he must be the most perfectly rude man that I had ever seen? It was like looking at a rare flower.
What if now that I have lately encountered a few rude people and not gotten angry, my lesson is complete and there will rarely be a rude person who crosses my path?