Monday, May 22, 2006

I love Chipotle.

During a regular week, I probably consume three or four burritos from The Chip. During a 'good' week, it's in the five to six range. It's not a healthy addiction.

There's a store about five minutes away from my house which makes for a happy Drew.

At this store though, I recently had a moment and realized I should be nicer to people...even if they don't know I'm being a jerk.

There's a female worker who has some rather unattractive teeth. And when I say that, I mean she is missing primary teeth in the front of her mouth. It's really noticeable.

When I look at her, I admit that several nasty, shallow comments run through my mind. She doesn't know it, but I make fun of her. Like I'm better than her. Like because she's missing teeth and making my burrito I have the right to belittle her...regardless of whether or not she's aware that I'm doing so.

But then I stopped.

Something, maybe God, got a hold of me and I started thinking "maybe she's really self conscious about her teeth." Or "maybe she hates coming to this job and she really wishes she had the benefits to see a dentist."

Maybe it's totally shallow that I'm assuming she finds shame in her appearance.

Whatever. I felt like a dick.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Secret Admirer said...

Now that's the side of Drew I like to see. You really are okay in my book.

May 22, 2006 9:49 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

There are moments in our life when God allows us to feel compassion towards others and their flaws because He has had complassion towards us and ours.

May 22, 2006 2:05 PM  

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