You Don't Know Me Mister!

Hi yall.  What a wierd title right?

Well that explains my day at work today.

After my break today I was put on the express line.  This is the line you get into when you are in a hurry.  The sign says 10 items or less. 

A lady came up and put her groceries on the belt and had two people ahead of her.

Now you have got to understand that I know waiting in line is a drag...so when people make it to their turn I give them my undivided attention.

I greet them.  Ask them if they found everything they were looking for and ask them if there is anything else we can get for them that they couldn't find.

I chat with them about their day and lives as I am scanning their groceries. I care.

Unbeknowst to me this lady three orders down had a few more than 10 items.

When she got to me and I started scanning her items is when I realized that she had a few more than 10.

No big deal.  No crime done.  I finished scanning her groceries.

When I was almost done a man came to my line with three items.

From the very minute he was there he was giving me looks that could kill and sighing very loudly.

He was mad because the lady before him had more than 10 items.

She smiled at him and said she was sorry that he had to wait.

He grunted at her and snarled.

When it became his turn I did all the normal things that I mentioned above and acted like I didn't get upset by his rude behavior.  Two wrongs don't make a right.

He said:  I thought this was the line for 10 items or less.

I replied:  It is sir, she didn't realize she had a few more until we were almost done with her order.

He grunted at me and rolled his eyes.

About that time a man and his wife came to my line with a cartload full of groceries...we are talking a FULL cart.

Before they started unloading onto the belt I politely pointed out the sign to them letting them know that this was the 10 item or less line.

The man of the couple said:  Oh I am sorry mija (which means little girl in Spanish)  I didn't see the sign.

I said:  That's okay.  And they moved happily to another line.

That is when the poop hit the fan.

This first man blew a gasket.  He started yelling at me that I was prejudice against Mexicans.

What?

He said:  You let that lady go in this line because she iswhite and you wouldn't let that couple do the same thing because they are Mexicans.

I said:  Oh no sir, that is so not true!  Did you see that they had a cart FULL?

He said : It doesn't matter, the only reason that you didn't let them come in your line is because you are prejudice against Mexicans.

WTHeck?

I said:  Sir I am sorry if I offended you by my actions but I am just doing my job and had I noticed the lady before you had more than 10 before she put them on the belt I would have told her the same thing.

He said:  No you wouldn't have because you are prejudice against Mexicans.

This is so not me....MISTER YOU DON'T KNOW ME!!!

I would just like to say....to whom it may concern:

I am not prejudice against anyone.  I feel we are all the same.  No matter what our outside appearance, our religion, or our heritage God make us all alike and we are all his children.

As many of you know who read my journal I rent to a couple that is a mixed couple.  He is Black and she is White.  I myself am Itallian.

I was very upset at being accused of being prejudice in any way.

He went to my boss and complained about me.

I guess he was trying to get me fired.

What a jerk.

Ok maybe I am prejudice, but it is against jerks like him who go around and try to start trouble for people who are just trying to make a living and work hard for the money.

So If you know me.....like I know you do because I am totally honest with everything I say in here.  Please pray for this jerk and ask God to show him the right path.

Pray for your enemies.

Even if it drives you crazy!

Barbara