Bad attitude is like prejudice

It is not the best weather in South Africa to wake up and leave the house. If I was a CE0 or President I would order breakfast in bed. But I'm a single mother and black! So black I tell you. It is days like these when I wish I were the President's daughter. Not that his children do not have to make a living on their own but their doing so is voluntary.

To make things worse I tip toe to my car, hurriedly jump inside and guess what? The car would not start. I look up at the grey skies and at the windscreen wipers. I check the battery and all other fault-signals at the dashboard. Trying to diagnose it myself. All seems to look fine. I decide to kickstart the car and wala! It starts! I laugh childishly as I cut the curve to join the main street. Oh-oh I do not have enough gas. So I must stop at the petrol station. Here again the car refuses to start. And this time it gives me an ultimatum. Call the local mechanic or call my boss and tell him I am not coming to work. *how I wish it was that simple*

So I call my mother, before calling the mechanic. I leave my car keys with the gas station manager. The mechanic knows who to look for when he arrives. But somehow I must get to work. That's the thing with us women we always have alternative plans. Before I left the car I scrolled my phone looking at a possible friend to call. There is no one but some guy that I don't really like. I just can't stand him so the only open option is public transport.

So I grab a local taxi to the taxi rank. Fortunately for me there was no queue. So I boarded the first taxi that arrived. It is raining. Commuters are wearing rainsuits and carrying umbrellas. I also have an umbrealla luckily. *thank heavens my boot is a mini storage. Where would I be in this rain?*

So I got in and went to occupy the back seat. All the other seats were filled up. Only two seats at the backseats were vacant. So I greeted the old woman and young gentleman who both looked so grumpy. *LOL I could swear the weather being unfavourable was my fault*

The last person to board was a lady. She walked straight to the only empty seat and stood there. Without greeting or a smile at least she looked at me and said: "Give me tissue". I looked outside the window in disbelief. I looked at her again and she was looking at me. I don't know what she was thinking but I bet in her mind I had wet the seat. Geeeez! I found the seat like that. The gentleman was wearing a rain suit. The water came from him.

So I became the decent lady and reached for my pack of tissues and pulled three sheets and gave it to her. I waited for at least a thank you. Did I hear it no.

Then I looked at her again. And I thought to myself "I'm even better looking that her but geeezz apart from the beauty bestowed in me I still have some humanity and deep respect. What is the attitude so early in the morning? Is it hormones at play? I'm just as unpleased by the weather as everyone else. To make things worse my car let me down but hey! I'm not taking it out on innocent people.

I understand the old woman's mumbling when I greeted her she is probably menopausal but what is up with her (the young lady)?

Sisters please! I beg! Can we be a generation that strives for humanity?

Bad attitude is like prejudice which is like an old skin of a snake. Let us snap out of it!