Just when I think that I’ve met every idiot on the planet and, given my “senior years”, I really have met so many… a new one comes along!
Our walk yesterday was not unusual in that we had to incorporate some shopping at a couple of stores. Either Carol or I will go into the store so that Ray sees that either one of us can leave him and his world does not fall apart. Ray is getting much better in that situation. It was not too long ago that he would become really agitated until all three of us were back together again.
We were also stopped on two occasions by people who had met Ray before and just wanted to say “Hi” to him (forget about us humans)! It really was not an unusual walk, until we said “Mailbox Ray. Let’s go to the mailbox!”
Ray knows exactly what that means (a treat when we get there, and another before we leave), and so he started off clearly focused on the quest at hand. He took us directly down to the road which has our mailbox and made the necessary right turn.
On that right turn is a general store which faces the main street, and has a blank wall and very small parking lot around the corner. As we turned the corner, I noticed a man standing seemingly up against the wall. He was unshaven, dressed rather badly, and his complexion would suggest a life of farming (or drinking!). He was probably a very nice and friendly person but his image suggested caution.
Carol was holding Ray’s leash at the time, and I was in such a position as to put me between Carol and Ray and this man, although we would all be quite close as we made our turn. We were at our closest point to him when he suddenly bent over from his waist and leaned forward in the direction of Ray and made a quite loud “Grrrrrrrrrr!” Ray seemed too interested in his task at hand to react, but I did! I made the comment “That really is not a good idea.” He did not react at all, and so my alter-ego surfaced and I said “You’re an idiot!” There was still no reaction so perhaps he didn’t hear me?
It was a conversation piece on our way from the mailbox to our home. As Carol correctly pointed out, he could have had a mental issue. Of course he could also be under the influence of something and did not know what he was doing. He could have had a history of playing “silly games” with some large and friendly dogs. He could also have been a complete idiot!
I remember writing a Post recently called “What do you see?”, which basically reinforces the logic that we should not pre-judge/label people because we generally have no knowledge of their earlier years and experiences, and to stereo type them in some way is not only illogical and unfair, but it is also contrary to the concept of compassion and understanding.
In my working life, I had a small complement of staff, and when mistakes were made and brought to my attention, I would say to them “I will expect perfection from you as soon as I can set the example. You’re quite safe for now however, I do try and learn from my mistakes and I expect you to try and do the same.”
Clearly I need to read my own Posts more often and learn from them ….. but I am allowed to make mistakes!