Few months ago I met this elite upscale couple, married, not to each other. I see them around from time to time. The gentleman's lady friend never seems much impressed with me but, that's ok. I'm not impressed with everyone I meet either. It happens.
Tonight I encountered this couple again. Only this time the gentleman randomly asks me, "Which [drink] is mine?"
To which I replied, "Whichever [drink] the lady takes first, the other one is yours."
The lady-friend smiled and cheered, "Ah, she has class!"
Now,
Normally I would think to myself; what and that surprises you?
But not today.
Today she made my day. I get it.
People misunderstand words like "maturity" and "sophistication" and "class". None have anything to do with race, creed, or financial status. It's how you carry yourself. If I know someone put forth sincerity and effort, I'll always acknowledge it.
But lately...
Everyone feels entitled. They give little effort but want a huge reward.
No.
Fuck off.
I normally excuse people. Drives my friends crazy. If we pass a homeless man shouting obscenities at the world, I excuse him. "Buddhist Monks and Sages once upon a time chanted out loud to appear crazy so the world would leave them in peace to pursue their Path."
Friends just roll their eyes at me.
Still,
Whatever,
She made my day.
We connected.
Connecting is so hard to do nowadays. I'm grateful any time it happens.
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