Blue66girl
08-18-2008, 08:21 PM
I got a chuckle today at my own expense, and so I had to share it with people who might appreciate it. I work for a fairly large company. About six weeks ago at our company picnic, one of the attractions was a "farmer's market" where a local farm brought in a truck and set up a booth to display and sell their produce. It must have gone over pretty well, because last week they announced they were bringing them back.
This morning when I drove into the parking lot, the truck was there, and the folks from the farm were setting up beautiful displays of fruits and vegetables. But there were no employees shopping (mind you, it was 8:45 AM, and many of us have to punch a clock). The thought that I had no cash with me ran through my head - not because I had been planning to buy anything, but because I thought that I "should."
At noon, the receptionist made an announcement over the PA system so people would remember to shop on their lunch hour. I saw the back of the truck when I walked across to the other building where the cafe is to buy my lunch. I couldn't see if anyone was shopping or not. I hurried on my errand so they wouldn't see me.
When I was driving out of the parking lot after work, the truck was gone. A wave of apprehension washed over me, and I started imagining that they hadn't had a successful day, and I realized I was feeling responsible and guilty. Another voice interrupted my thoughts, pointing out that I wasn't the one who scheduled their return trip, that they obviously had good reason to want to return, and why was I taking responsibility? Why had I chosen that particular ending for the story? What if instead I imagined they'd sold out of produce by 2:00 and had to leave early?
How refreshing to hear that voice of reason! How many times have I made up alternate endings or taken random responsibility that was not mine? I think I recovered a little more today. I was laughing out loud at myself by the time I pulled out onto the street. :lol:
This morning when I drove into the parking lot, the truck was there, and the folks from the farm were setting up beautiful displays of fruits and vegetables. But there were no employees shopping (mind you, it was 8:45 AM, and many of us have to punch a clock). The thought that I had no cash with me ran through my head - not because I had been planning to buy anything, but because I thought that I "should."
At noon, the receptionist made an announcement over the PA system so people would remember to shop on their lunch hour. I saw the back of the truck when I walked across to the other building where the cafe is to buy my lunch. I couldn't see if anyone was shopping or not. I hurried on my errand so they wouldn't see me.
When I was driving out of the parking lot after work, the truck was gone. A wave of apprehension washed over me, and I started imagining that they hadn't had a successful day, and I realized I was feeling responsible and guilty. Another voice interrupted my thoughts, pointing out that I wasn't the one who scheduled their return trip, that they obviously had good reason to want to return, and why was I taking responsibility? Why had I chosen that particular ending for the story? What if instead I imagined they'd sold out of produce by 2:00 and had to leave early?
How refreshing to hear that voice of reason! How many times have I made up alternate endings or taken random responsibility that was not mine? I think I recovered a little more today. I was laughing out loud at myself by the time I pulled out onto the street. :lol: