In an open letter to the woman at the store whom I judged,

by sherlonya

“I didn’t set out to judge you. However, I allowed myself to be pulled down by your behavior at the deli. You, ma’am, are an anchor. You made sure that you got to the counter before I did, and then when the employee who served me was faster than the one who served you, you were visibly irritated. You could barely wait for me to be done before you talked to the woman at the counter who was trying to serve others in the line. I, in this low moment, scoffed in your face as I walked away with my smoked turkey.”