I want to comfort the world

I want to comfort the world,  but the world does not accept me.  It does not want the gentle warnings of a mother,  who can then comfort you...

Wednesday, April 2, 2025

The member is gone. My good mood gone.

 Two plus two is four.

That's general math.

No one questions that.

But customers plus associates 

often equals the customers

always right...

No one thinks to question that.

I had told a member

she hit me with her cart,

side swiping me,

She looked at me,

shook her head

No, now I did,

she said after back handing 

my upper arm--

a little too close 

to my face, her boney, brittle hand

actually stung for a minute.

I called a manager over

where they then began to ask me questions.

What did you do?

my manager asked 

are you ok?

my coworker asked 

The member is gone. My good mood gone.

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