I was at a discount grocery store with my children. I was wearing a flannel shirt that had a couple of holes and some tears in it. From the front pocket, a crumpled piece of paper and a baby sock were protruding. To top it off, I had misbuttoned the shirt. A woman came up to me and said,
“There’s a place down the street that offers free meals to qualifying families.”
Becky, mother of 4
Disclaimer: I want it to be known that I have since cleaned up my act. In fact, I now make a point to put on a skirt and nylons just to pump gas at the gas station!
Im sure the woman meant well but some might be offended by her conment. Ouch.
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Yea, I know. Ouch, indeed. Perhaps she worked there, or maybe she was a recipient herself and was trying to help others.
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There are few things worse than misbuttoning a shirt…except maybe for not noticing! So funny…since it did not happen to me. 🙂
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Yes, it’s often easier to laugh at others than at ourselves, unfortunately.
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Ouch…
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This is Becky, mother of 4. I really had no excuse. Years earlier, when I just had 1 child, I dropped some extra baby things off at our local crisis pregnancy center. I was upset when the woman handed me a postcard featuring hours for parenting classes. When I got to the car, I understood. From my reflection in the window I saw that my son had pulled back part of my flannel shirt, revealing my holey shirt that also revealed the lace of my bra. Just so everyone knows, as my original story states, I have since cleaned up my act. Last time I went to the pregnancy center the woman asked if I was amish. Some days I miss my old flannels…
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Amish! Ha! I love it. Thank you for the follow-up, sister.
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