The picture of painted pansies had caught my attention, representing that fragile part of myself called “whimsy.”
It’s something that I need to nourish and defend – not something trifling or any longer negotiable.
So when the cashier said that I could not buy it because it had been put out for sale without a price tag and that, therefore, she was not even allowed to hold it for me – of course, I asked to immediately see the manager.
It just made no sense to put it out as a “tease and a taunt” on this day to me.
Luckily, and graciously, the manager saw my point of view, priced it, and allowed me to buy it.
If it isn’t the small injustices that can be fixed, what hope is there for the greater issues that our world is facing?!
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