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I bought some Gatorades, crackers, and granola bars at Walmart. I needed some more food to keep in the back of the car for when I get hungry.
I bought some bread and went to the refrigerator section for some lunch meat.
A mom and her teenage son were standing in the way of the bologna I needed, so I stood back and waited for them to step away. The two were arguing about the son’s room, and how it was never clean. She said his bed was always unmade, his clothes were all over the floor, and a bad smell came from his trash bin from leftover food.
The mother saw me standing patiently and moved her cart out of the way for me. She said a quick apology and I smiled at her before grabbing my bologna and walking away. The son made a sassy remark to her as they continued shopping.
I didn’t think much of that conversation until I went to the self check out line. I scanned all my items and bagged everything up. I pulled my debit card from the back of my phone case, and began paying for my food. There is always a few seconds of worry whenever I swipe my card. I checked my balance beforehand, but there’s that slight chance that the purchase may not go through.
While the card reader asked me if I wanted cash back and to enter my pin, I thought about the conversation I witnessed. I thought about the boy’s messy room, and for a moment I wanted nothing more than a room to make dirty.
I wish I had my own bed to make, with sheets and a comforter and some pillows.
I wish I had enough clothes, just to lay them scattered on the floor. I thought about my duffle bag in my car that holds a few folded tee shirts, two pairs of jeans, some socks and some underwear.
I wish I had leftover food that I could just throw in the trash, simply because I wasn’t hungry.
I put my PIN into the machine and thought about everything I once had. I can’t blame the kid for not wanting to clean his room, I think that’s common to most teenagers. But I wish he would know what a blessing it is to have a room to make dirty.
The payment was accepted, I grabbed my receipt, and I left the store.
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