Scrub, Rinse, Repeat

          Today, I visited Albertson’s grocery store on Calle Real with the intent to wash my dishes in the aisle that contained the type of food I had eaten for lunch a few minutes earlier.  As I plopped a seat in the aisle, I got a few strange stares from some girls walking by as well as from a lady with a shopping cart.  Other than that, my mission was completed without a hitch.  Nobody working in the grocery store came running over to me and tried to kick me out, which was what I was sort of expecting and hoping for.  The fact that I can go and do these types of activities in places that people don’t normally do them is somewhat of an eye opener.

           I always feel like I’m being watched, but after today, that feeling is a little less intense.  Everyone has their own thing going on, so the last thing they probably care about is why some girl is sitting in an aisle in the grocery store with soapsuds everywhere.  They have a reason for being where they are, in this case the grocery store, and even if they are mildly distracted by my out of place activity, ultimately they are going to continue about their business and do what they need to do.  It is a completely self-centered way of thinking that just because I am washing my dishes in a grocery store (or doing anything somewhere you wouldn’t normally do it) that the whole world is going to stop and take notice.  No.  They won’t.

           I am going to take this lesson that I have learned and try to broaden my outlook on life.  Maybe I won’t hesitate to be more outgoing or make a fool of myself, because who will notice anyway?  I can only gain knowledge and experience from behaving this way.  So that’s what I’ll be working on next.

Alberson's floors are really clean, by the way.  There was hardly any dirt on the paper towels I used to clean my mess.