Keeping quiet

Had a moral failing in Somerfield just now. An elderly lady in the checkout queue was badly insulted by some evil woman, for no good reason, and although not deeply upsetting it was probably enough to spoil her afternoon. It happened too quickly for me to get involved at the time and be sure I understood the situation – evil woman promptly buggered off – but after it became clear I left it to the checkout girl to provide moral support. I was next in line, thinking ‘that was bloody unreasonable’ but acting like one of the faceless crowd, which probably only added to the poor lady’s embarrassment. Bad. I think another voice would have helped.

Good job I didn’t bump into that woman on the way home; I was fuming the whole way.

Grrr. One for the list of Situations to Get Right Next Time.