The Cookie Thief ~ A lesson in Assumptions

An AirportLoungeA woman was waiting at an airport one night,
With several long hours before her flight.
She hunted for a book in the airport shop,
Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.

She was engrossed in her book but happened to see,
That the man beside her, as bold as could be,
Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag between,
Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene.

She munched cookies and watched the clock,
As this gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock.
She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by,
Thinking “If I wasn’t so nice I’d blacken his eye”.

CookiesWith each cookie she took, he took one too.
And when only one was left she wondered what he’d do.
With a smile on his face and a nervous laugh,
He took the last cookie and broke it in half.

He offered her half as he ate the other.
She snatched it from him and thought “Oh brother!
This guy has some nerve and he’s also rude.
Why he didn’t even show any gratitude”.

She had never known when she had been so galled
And sighed with relief when her flight was called.
She gathered her belongings and headed for the gate,
Refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate.

Passengers on a planeShe boarded the plane and sank in her seat.
Then sought her book which was almost complete.
As she reached in her baggage she gasped with surprise.
There was her bag of cookies in front of her eyes.

“If mine are here” she moaned with despair,
“Then the others were his and he tried to share”.
“Too late to apologize” she realized with grief.
That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief.

~ Valerie Cox

I really love this poem.  It reminds me of just how easy it can be to jump to conclusions and make all kinds of assumptions about all kinds of things that, if you’re not careful, will come back and ‘bite’ you somewhere unpleasant.

It reminds me to engage my brain before opening my mouth.  It also reminds me to think carefully and ask lots questions to ensure that I really understand any given situation before jumping in with my hob-nailed boots.

It’s a message that’s served me well, time and time again, but I must confess that I do, still, get it wrong on occasions.  Clearly, I need to keep working on resisting those urges to jump to conclusions whenever they occur.

What about you.  Do you have a tendency to jump to conclusions, too?

If this story resonates with you in anyway please do share it and let me know your thoughts by leaving a comment, below.

Have a great day,

Steve Bimpson

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