I try to be honest in everything I do. Really, I do. But sometimes, for whatever reason, honesty just doesn’t happen.
Sometime I lie to myself. I refuse to drink the tap water at the new house because I’m concerned about the ancient pipes underground. We even use bottled water for cooking. Even though we had the water lines inside the house replaced, there are still those galvanized pipes coming in from the street. We spend mucho bucks stocking up on bottled water.
But then I’ll get a taste for “good” coffee and stop at a local establishment for that fresh brewed java – which, of course, is made with the same tap water I refuse to drink.
Even the bottled water is a lie. It turns out the water I purchase isn’t spring water but “filtered water” to which a dash of lime has been added. Where does the filtered water originate? You guessed it – the same Great Lakes water I refuse to drink out of the tap.
Does all that make me dishonest, or a hypocrite, or just plain naïve? I don’t know, nor do I care. I like my particular brand of water and that occasional “fresh” coffee.
I tell myself that THIS weekend, I’ll grab that new camera and get out there to do some photography! Then it snows, or rains, or merely stays bitterly cold, and I opt to stay in my sweats all day playing videogames. And drinking “filtered” lime water.
Lies, all lies.
S0, what prompted this post at this time, you ask? What made me think of myself as not truly honorable at all times?
It was a silly thing. I was shopping at Walmart on my Friday off, around lunch time. As I was waiting in line, the next register opened and the white-haired lady in front of me and I both turned our carts to that new register. I got there first.
Just as I started unloading my cart to the conveyor belt, it occurred to me that the other lady had, in fact, been in line in front of me, so I asked her to please go ahead in the new line. She laughed and said no, I could go first, because — she’s retired and is in absolutely no hurry.
Now, I could have insisted she go first, and I could have let her know that I, too, was in no hurry as it was my day off. But I opted to let her think I was a fully employed person rushing through Walmart on her lunch hour, and I thanked her and went ahead.
I suppose that makes me a bit of a liar, but I prefer to think I made that lady feel good about herself for letting a needier person save a few precious moments on a busy workday.
Perspective is everything.
I rounded out my Friday by treating myself to Burger King (another lie to myself – I really don’t have the money to spare, nor do I need those calories!), where – surprise – I ordered coffee with my meal. Burger King is a block from my house, and I’m sure they use the same water line. The drive-through clerk accidentally gave me a large coffee while charging for a medium. I did not insist on paying the difference – and I enjoyed every last drop.
Happy Sunday, folks. May the new week be an honest week.
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