Respect

I didnt know if I wanted to write this or not but after yesterday it was a given.

My husband I don’t get a lot of time to spend together, with him working two jobs and me having all the doctors appointments. So when we do we go food shopping.

Yesterday on our way to Walmart we went by a fast food joint. Burger King was the choice of the day. That was a mistake from hell. The cashier was rude. Didn’t respond to my husband at all. The manager was equally rude. Oh the cashier was fighting with a customer about an order. Their condiments bar was empty which required you to go to the counter to get what you need and they would only give one main sauce and 2 ketchup packages.

Now moving along. The house two doors down from us has added to their collection of cars. Not only do they have 10 cars and a boat now they have a very large truck that is a size of an additional 3 cars. They also just park them where they please. A firetruck will not be able to get through on this street at all. Again the city has no respect.

Now lets get on to the neighbor. They had a party last night in their back yard. I go to bed fairly early due to my meds. Next door, had a grill going, and being very loud next door head phones had to come on. When the other side had a party it doesnt bother me much do that its on the other side. Because my window is close to the grill well yea.

I grew up with please and thank you. Yes ma’m yes sir. No ma’m no sir. Also the 15 min rule.

Published by Sheri Rhodes-Johnson

Mother of two, battling cancer and Cowden. Published author as well as a blogger

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