Doesn't it make you mad..
When you open a door
for a stranger ..
And they walk right through..
Don't even glance your way..
Like this is YOUR life..
Not even a nod of the head
Tilt of the chin..
Perhaps a little smile of thanks..
You know something
h u m a n.
I do this ALL the time..
I think it is the right thing to do..
If someone is behind me or in
front with lots of things in hand
I always help them out..
They act like this is my job..
What the heck is that about?
Like I have NOTHING better to do
Than stand at this door opening it
for strangers..
No kids, no goals, no life..
Nope just a waiten here at
the Dollar Store JUST to help YOU out..
No doubt
I don't WORK here
I SHOP here..
I think they already know..
Don't matter to this
crotchety crowd..
Young or old. .
As I leave my shopping spree..
Five bags in each hand..
Watch some girls fat ass
run in haste
As she slams the door
in my face!
Darn..
I kick the door open with
my foot and laugh as I sigh..
As my father always said..
"Better than a sharp stick in the eye"..
These people can go suck pond water..
That's how I feel this day..
But tomorrow I will do all again..
Guess I was raised that way..
Yup..
To be voluntary toilet paper..
What the heck maybe tomorrow.
I will stay..
Perhaps tomorrow
I will do it ALL day..
Yup, hold the door
For one and all
Yesterday the
Dollar Store..
Tomorrow the
MALL..