This was just to funny not to share. Funny in the ironic sense. So I tell a tale about myself. I went to the grocery store the other day and was buying many different kinds of bagged nuts to snack on. I have chosen to use this time of Lent in the Catholic world, to “catch the wave”, if you will, of energy around giving something up and have more discipline in doing so. I have decided to give up wheat and see how I feel after the 40 days/nights.
I picked out several varieties of mixed nuts that were salted, mixed with herbs and one favorite, salt and peppered cashews. I placed these all on the top small space in my grocery cart. I added some other items such as lip balm and band-aids my husband needed for his blistered feet. Along with some buffalo chicken pieces for a snack. I also had my good size purse in the cart compartment.
I headed towards the checkout and placed all my things on the conveyor belt. The checkout person had been scanning my items and found the chicken had a bad bar code and wouldn’t register. Her register also wouldn’t allow her to just plug the number in. I had to wait for the manager to come and override the transaction and allow the purchase to continue. The line behind me is growing with shoppers waiting for their turn. I could just hear them in my awareness getting frustrated with the situation and wonder why they picked this line and why do they always pick a line that goes so slow. I could feel it and there was nothing else I could do.
Finally, all checked out and items bagged, I pick up my plastic grocery bag and head out the store. I decide not to take the cart out because I just had my purse and one bag. I lift up my purse with the bag at the same time and to my surprise under my purse is a bag of pistachios that I picked up to buy but didn’t see it under my purse and didn’t put it on the conveyor belt to checkout. Ugh!!! I so did not want to go back and spend more time with this cashier and felt a kind of entitlement that they took so much of my time checking out, screw it, I’ll be bad this time and just take the pistachios and run!
No alarms went off as I went through the doors (but they did in my head!) and I walked briskly to my car where I opened the door and hopped in. Oh the guilt!!! How could I do this? This isn’t right and I just didn’t want to go back. So I left the parking lot and drove to a nearby store for my next errand.
Still feeling guilty while I was finishing my last errand, I walked back to my car and sat down. I saw the bag of nuts on my front seat that I did buy. All the sudden I had such a urge for those salt and peppered cashews. I bent over and opened the bag and went through the assortment I had in there of all the different nuts. My mouth almost watering with the thought of eating those peppered cashews. I looked and looked again inside the bag. They were not in there! Wait, where were the lip balm and band-aids I bought? OMG!!!! I left them at the checkout in the store!!!
I began to laugh at myself, the Universe and this whole situation. I guess the Universe arranged for me not to have any bad Karma and allowed me to “forget” my other bag of items which probably came close to the cost of the bag of pistachios that I “stole”.
I learned my lesson. If and when I would find myself in this situation again, I think I will take the time and return and pay for the pistachios or whatever it was. I am grateful for the support that came in and helped me see this in a very interesting way. I don’t think reflecting on it now that the stress and consternation this situation took was worth it. I see if I had just gone back and did it right, it would have been much easier on me. Live and Learn!!
And, those pistachios taste so good!!!
I picked out several varieties of mixed nuts that were salted, mixed with herbs and one favorite, salt and peppered cashews. I placed these all on the top small space in my grocery cart. I added some other items such as lip balm and band-aids my husband needed for his blistered feet. Along with some buffalo chicken pieces for a snack. I also had my good size purse in the cart compartment.
I headed towards the checkout and placed all my things on the conveyor belt. The checkout person had been scanning my items and found the chicken had a bad bar code and wouldn’t register. Her register also wouldn’t allow her to just plug the number in. I had to wait for the manager to come and override the transaction and allow the purchase to continue. The line behind me is growing with shoppers waiting for their turn. I could just hear them in my awareness getting frustrated with the situation and wonder why they picked this line and why do they always pick a line that goes so slow. I could feel it and there was nothing else I could do.
Finally, all checked out and items bagged, I pick up my plastic grocery bag and head out the store. I decide not to take the cart out because I just had my purse and one bag. I lift up my purse with the bag at the same time and to my surprise under my purse is a bag of pistachios that I picked up to buy but didn’t see it under my purse and didn’t put it on the conveyor belt to checkout. Ugh!!! I so did not want to go back and spend more time with this cashier and felt a kind of entitlement that they took so much of my time checking out, screw it, I’ll be bad this time and just take the pistachios and run!
No alarms went off as I went through the doors (but they did in my head!) and I walked briskly to my car where I opened the door and hopped in. Oh the guilt!!! How could I do this? This isn’t right and I just didn’t want to go back. So I left the parking lot and drove to a nearby store for my next errand.
Still feeling guilty while I was finishing my last errand, I walked back to my car and sat down. I saw the bag of nuts on my front seat that I did buy. All the sudden I had such a urge for those salt and peppered cashews. I bent over and opened the bag and went through the assortment I had in there of all the different nuts. My mouth almost watering with the thought of eating those peppered cashews. I looked and looked again inside the bag. They were not in there! Wait, where were the lip balm and band-aids I bought? OMG!!!! I left them at the checkout in the store!!!
I began to laugh at myself, the Universe and this whole situation. I guess the Universe arranged for me not to have any bad Karma and allowed me to “forget” my other bag of items which probably came close to the cost of the bag of pistachios that I “stole”.
I learned my lesson. If and when I would find myself in this situation again, I think I will take the time and return and pay for the pistachios or whatever it was. I am grateful for the support that came in and helped me see this in a very interesting way. I don’t think reflecting on it now that the stress and consternation this situation took was worth it. I see if I had just gone back and did it right, it would have been much easier on me. Live and Learn!!
And, those pistachios taste so good!!!
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