Frazzled, with baby in bjorn, unable to find cous cous in the diversity aisle at Kroger, (yes its huge there and I appreciate it because it gives me creative meal inspiration) a muslim woman in full hijab stops me, clears out an entire space on the shelf in front of me, and tells me to put my shoe on the empty ledge. She ties my shoe for me and tells me I am an accident waiting to happen. We laugh.
Then Darlene checks out my groceries...
(Darlene is the kind lady with a Van tattoo.)
In other words, I appreciate diversity, and loathe this.
Sorry, Van-- this is your blog, not my soapbox.
"the diversity isle at Kroger." i know exactly what you mean. it's when you need the big cous cous or adobo peppers or fancy rice...
ReplyDeleteGod bless Darlene!