Some time ago, my mother and I were at a local gas station when a young lady pulled up to the pump across from us.  She was dressed to the nines and driving a brand new red Ford Mustang.  Her makeup was on point, her hair was fresh, everything about her displayed a certain degree of confidence and style.

My mother, speaking in a low tone, was complimenting her, making statements like, More young women should take lessons from her.

In the meantime, a young man drove into the gas station in an old but nicely kept car.  It was easy to see he had invested a great deal of money into restoring it.  His seat was so far back, my mother and I were wondering how he managed to see over the steering wheel, plus he had a cigar in his mouth that was almost the same size as he.

When our well-dressed young lady spotted him at the pump a few rows over, she started hollering across the aisles in an attempt to get his attention.  It was obvious he was ignoring her, so after a few more attempts, she decided to confront him; that’s when everything went left (downhill).

She was embarrassingly loud during their conversation, trying to get him to acknowledge her, but he kept denying they had met.  All of a sudden she stood back, put her hands on her hips and said, I am that Hoe that was leaning on your car in the park Sunday; Remember?  You got so mad I thought you were going to hit me; as she threw her head back.

I was so disappointed with her actions, and what came from her foul mouth, all I could say was, GIRL BYE.

I actually wanted to go where she was standing and smack that I’m bad to the bone look off of her face.  Of course, that didn’t happen; my mother was ready to do unto me what I wanted to do unto her.  Which was to knock some sense into her, if there is such a thing.  Keep your hands and mouth to yourself, my mother said.

I wondered when self-respect and dignity was going to enter the picture for either one of them?  Most of his and her words are unsuitable for my readers; we are kid-friendly on this site.

Didn’t she know Respecting yourself is the first rule of discipline, and it’s alright to tell yourself No; especially to someone who is not interested in you?

There will be times when each of us will have to choose between being loved and being respected.  If you know what is good for you, your choice should come down to being respected.

We can waste our time trying to make people respect us because we never take into consideration they may not have the skills.  You are only as good as your teacher.  So some don’t know Dignity is a belief in oneself being worthy of the best, and the responsibility to give your best to others?

 It’s Something to Think About!

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