Fast food is a do-it-yourself world. In getting a drink you have to assemble it. If the drink counter is orderly I can move from one spot to another and not backtrack. Unless someone’s idea of order is different than mine.
A lady and I were getting an ice tea with lemon and sugar. This required that we cross each other’s paths to get what was required for a satisfying beverage. We both moved back and forth locating items to put in our cup. I picked out my lemon and sweetener while she filled her cup with ice. We then switched places as I got the ice and beverage. I then stepped out of the way for her to get a lid and straw. We didn’t know each other, but we moved in harmony to the other person’s movements. We did a strange choreographic dance in front of the counter.
Afterwards it occurred to me that we are all dancing together in this world. I have been frustrated when one person’s dance in front of the pop machine is to block everything until they are completely done. It is a selfish dance, that refuses to dance with others. Our dance at the machine was utilitarian and mutually respectful. And it got the job done.
No comments:
Post a Comment