The One Where a Stranger Slaps Me

Oy.

I had a difficult night - I slept, but had weird/horrific/strange dreams that kept waking me up, sometimes for a while until my heart and emotions settled down.  This morning when the alarm started, I got up and knew that it was gonna be a day that needed help.  Even my morning cup of tea didn't quite cut it.  So I knew it was time to be drastic, and stop to get a cup of coffee.  I don't drink much coffee, other than the occasional latte, but it was a morning that called for serious measures.

There's a Wawa on my way to work, and they are having a $1.00 cup of coffee, any size deal going on.  I figured, OK that works.  I went to the island where the cups, lids, creamers, etc. were to get started.  Suddenly a woman loudly said, "Excuse me young lady, you stepped on my handbag."  She said it to me.  I looked where she was pointing on the floor (who puts their handbag on the floor at the Wawa coffee counter???!!!), and ... there was no handbag.  At all.  So I said, "I don't even see a handbag," and she pointed, repeated what she said, and then said, "Do you plan to apologize to me, you white b*tch?" and I said, "I apologize that I don't even see a handbag in the first place."  And I said it nicely, I really did.

That was when she slapped me.  And then threw an empty creamer carton at me.  The security guard come over and told her she would need to leave, and she said he was racist (he was black for the record), and that I was a racist.  As he was escorting her out, one of the other employees walked by.  She stopped the guard, tapped the employee on the arm, and said in a manner where I expected sugar cubes to fall out of her mouth, "Excuse me, do you have any more French vanilla creamer?"

Long story short, I didn't even get charged the dollar for my coffee.  But even writing this, I realize I'm still stunned.  I have pretty decent radar that helps me avoid the crazy people most of the time.  This woman was dressed as if she was on her way to an office, certainly better put together than I was this a.m.  So I don't know what her story is/was.  But let's just say it has not been my best morning.

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In any event, I was planning to join Kat and others in Unraveled Wednesday today, so here goes.

There was fortunately no unravelling this week (other than a close call emotionally, see above).  I managed to finish both my cross-stitch project, and the Christmas socks I was knitting for my great-nephew Oden.  Tonight I am hoping to get started on the pair I'm making for his sister.  I am enjoying these knits, not just because they are quick, but also because the colors are so cheery, that it's hard to think of it as anything but a happy project.

Reading-wise, The Tim has been reading this book aloud (I'm not sure why he is on a reading aloud kick, but I'm enjoying it), and I recently finished another book I was reading.  Today at lunchtime, I plan to start this book:

I've heard good things about it, and have wanted to read it but never got around to it before, so hopefully I can get a good start.  

Then, a book I've been wanting to read for a while just became available to me at the library:

A couple of years ago, I came across the documentary version of this on PBS one evening when I was switching channels, and it was really interesting.  It's been difficult to find the book, but I finally saw that one of the other branches had it, and put in a hold request.  So this will be my book to read at home, and I can't wait!

Here's hoping the rest of the day is calmer than the start was - have a good one!