So I was at the store today, and standing in line at the checkout there was a mother with her toddler daughter in front of me. The girl was probably about two or so, and was sitting in the shopping cart seat so she was facing me. This little girl looked up at me and gave me the most beaming happy smile.....I couldn't help but grin back. It was an innocent, heart warming moment.
Well. At that moment her mother turned round and saw me smiling at her baby....she gave me a withering glare and moved in between us faster than you can say pedophile.....for that's obviously what her glare told me she thought of me.
I have to say, my feelings were hurt. I know my exterior shouts "felon!" rather than "choirboy!" but what did she think I was going to do, follow them home and kidnap her? Actually that's probably exactly what she thought.
I have enough self-loathing going on lady without you adding to it. Thanks. I admit I've done a lot of bad, shitty, illegal things and made bad choices in my life....but I've owned up to them, taken responsibility, and am trying to lead a decent life. When all is said and done I don't think I'm that bad of person despite my past. Not everyone with a rough exterior is an axe murderer.
Why are we so quick to judge others? Is it programmed into us from birth or is it an innate animal instinct? Maybe a little of both? For as much as I was hurt that she judged me, I judged her right back: You have no idea who I am or what my life is like, bitch, so fuck you.
I'm just as guilty.
Another day in the life...