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speaking up - or not - who would you be?

I love it when my California friend is on my wavelength.  It is probably a good thing there are many miles in between Georgia and California. 

But the grocery store has been a thing of interests around here lately. 

And here is Heather's latest post on Miss Zoe's blog, which is awesome.  Worth watching every single second!  Seriously watch every second -

Gwen

Comments

Dora said…
I wonder if they didn't speak up because they were so shocked and couldn't think of what to say?

I'm not making excuses for them...to not speak up may be as shameful as the rude treatment initiated.

However.....I would like to submit that through education and enlightenment, we can bring this kind of stuff out in the open, teach people to be aware of it and how to respond to it when it does happen.

I'm not sure we can irradicate rudeness but we can teach more people to deal with is more appropriately.

Didn't make me cry like many commenters on the other blog but it did make me feel dissapointment for our human race as a whole.
KrisKay said…
I sure made me cry... and then I was just plain mad. I sure hope that God would give me the words to say in that situation. Wasn't that actor (the bagger) fantastic!? I loved him!
Jennifer said…
I cried through the whole thing...plan to post it over at my place soon. Wow!

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