Being nice (or not so nice in my case)

I am not always nice.

In fact last night I was not.

We were in a restaurant and the service was average. In fact, I would say below average and borderline rude. However I need to declare here that my pet hate, is what I classify as incompetence and what I classify as unhelpful and bad service, so I would say that.

My response to this substandard service, was to be rude back. Not saying rude things, just being short and unhelpful with my responses. My husband does not appreciate this part of my personality. In fact I think sometimes he wishes the floor would just swallow him up.

But we all have our sides of badness. And I really struggle in stopping myself in such situations. We can't be nice little angels all the time. Can we? This is definitely my weakenss.

Anyway, I ate the food, rather grumpily, and then we continued a further two hours in the car to our destination.

On arrival, at 11pm, I suddenly and with a panic realised, that I had left my handbag on the seat in the restaurant.

In my bag, as you would imagine, was my money, credit cards and my most needed possession, my iPhone!! Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

So calmy, my husband propsed, to call the restaurant to see if they had it. Luckily the phone number was on the receipt. He called and soon after, the panic was over. They had found my bag and secured it in the office. Relief. I could pick it up on my return journey on Saturday.

It was then, that I realized that my behaviour was not very helpful in this circumatance. What if the person I was rude to, was the one who found the handbag. Would she be kind and want to help me. Unlikely I thought. Would she want to throw it in the bin, or ignore it. Possibly.

However it seemed that she was probably a better person than I, and she had handed it in and put it safe.

So what is the morale of this story?
I think you have all worked it out.

So what is your weakness? What is it that you do that is not nice?