Have you ever done something terrible or unpleasant that has made you feel bad about yourself? Well, I have on occasion, and it's usually involved my family.
Yesterday my mom and I went shopping at the mall. Normally, it doesn't take us very long to shop around or browse through the stores, but lately it's taking her at least a couple of hours to do her shopping--and she's not a big spender or anything. She had called me on my cell phone earlier saying she was in the fitting room, and I was about done with my shopping at that time and agreed to meet her near the store entrance.
So I walked around and sat near the entrance, fiddling with my smart phone. About 30 minutes later, I decided to call and check up on her. That was 2 1/2 hours after we'd arrived at the mall. As usual, it took her five minutes to answer her cell, and she said she was still trying some clothes on. I waited again, getting frustrated by the minute.
At this point, I got so tired of waiting and left to go to Target. Then she called asking where I was. She called again and left a message. Then she called a number of times, asking where I was and that she was ready to go. To make a long story short ... Upset with my mother, I drove home and deserted her at the mall, where she was later picked up by another relative.
I felt terrible; I still do. I'm not trying to make excuses or justify what I did, but this wasn't the only time I felt she was inconsiderate about other people's schedule. Last time we went to the same mall, she had roamed around for two hours looking for a "special lotion" that she didn't even find. She didn't even buy anything! Then we spent another half-hour looking for a gift she wanted to get someone, which she ended up not getting anyway. It wasn't like she was on a budget or anything. On top of that, she asked if we could go to another mall to find the stuff she was looking for, which I flat out refused because we'd already wasted enough time. Surely, I've got better things to do than chauffeur her around like Driving Miss Daisy.
So there it is. I admit it. I'm a jerk. I'm a douche. I'm an ass. I just wanted to get this out of my system.
Yesterday my mom and I went shopping at the mall. Normally, it doesn't take us very long to shop around or browse through the stores, but lately it's taking her at least a couple of hours to do her shopping--and she's not a big spender or anything. She had called me on my cell phone earlier saying she was in the fitting room, and I was about done with my shopping at that time and agreed to meet her near the store entrance.
So I walked around and sat near the entrance, fiddling with my smart phone. About 30 minutes later, I decided to call and check up on her. That was 2 1/2 hours after we'd arrived at the mall. As usual, it took her five minutes to answer her cell, and she said she was still trying some clothes on. I waited again, getting frustrated by the minute.
At this point, I got so tired of waiting and left to go to Target. Then she called asking where I was. She called again and left a message. Then she called a number of times, asking where I was and that she was ready to go. To make a long story short ... Upset with my mother, I drove home and deserted her at the mall, where she was later picked up by another relative.
I felt terrible; I still do. I'm not trying to make excuses or justify what I did, but this wasn't the only time I felt she was inconsiderate about other people's schedule. Last time we went to the same mall, she had roamed around for two hours looking for a "special lotion" that she didn't even find. She didn't even buy anything! Then we spent another half-hour looking for a gift she wanted to get someone, which she ended up not getting anyway. It wasn't like she was on a budget or anything. On top of that, she asked if we could go to another mall to find the stuff she was looking for, which I flat out refused because we'd already wasted enough time. Surely, I've got better things to do than chauffeur her around like Driving Miss Daisy.
So there it is. I admit it. I'm a jerk. I'm a douche. I'm an ass. I just wanted to get this out of my system.