Yesterday, I had a vet appointment for one of my four fur babies. This particular babe keeps rubbing his face on the concrete in an effort to relieve his irritated eyes from chronic allergies, subsequently damaging his cornia. Though he gets injections to control the itching, he still likes to rub. My DH and arrive, and as I'm getting Max out, and my DH is removing the boxes of fresh bell peppers I brought for my vet friend, I hear this man speaking in a very mean tone. I look, and it's a large man about 50, and an elderly woman, about 80. She's walking with a cane, and shuffling along very slowly. I expect it's a mother and son situation ( husband must have passed). The man said..."hurry up would ya?! You are taking forever! Lady says..." we'll, I, I, I'm trying to move, but I want to lock the car first"....."click the keychain woman, the one in your hand for Christ sakes!!" he replies. Now by this point I have had enough.....I say, rather loudly...."really? Am I seeing and hearing this right now?" I go over to the woman..."you want to lock your doors mam?"..."yes"...."ok, let me see your keys".....I push the lock button, the car beeps twice, indicating its locked. ....she replies..."thank you honey"....I take her arm under mine, walk her in the office, get her seated, and right in front of everyone, including the son, I say...."now as long as I'm here and you're here, if you need one thing, ask me!" I looked at the son, and he said in a very low voice without looking at me..."thanks". Now, I know it "felt" right to say and do what I did, but truly, in this day and age, was this really any of my business?
on Aug. 3, 2013 at 11:23 AM