Tuesday, December 19, 2017

Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I'm upset, but it's just a tiny upset.  I ordered a stocking for my grandson quite some time ago, with his name embroidered on it.  Today I checked and they didn't have it in stock and cancelled my order without telling me.  So now it's too late to pick a different stocking and have it embroidered.  This must sound like I'm a perfectionist, but I'm not.  I just want to be informed if something goes wrong.  Yes, I can never use this company again, but somehow I doubt they care.  Will my grandson care?  At one, not hardly.  Oh, well.  Tis the time of year when little things get messed up and you wait and wait for a delivery that never comes.  A perfectly equaminious person would not have her blood pressure rise a bit.  She would see all her blessings and wonderful family and feel a rush of gratitude so overwhelming it would bring tears to her eyes.  Me, it takes a minute.  Ah, there.  All better now.

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