Rain out

I am appreciative of the recent rains. Sure, I like the rain for the cleansing properties, the life-giving nourishment and all that stuff. But it also provides this: An opportunity to show my kids why self-centered people who are devoid of any concept of other individuals are loathsome and why my kids should make an effort not to be those people.
Let me back up. My kids are at a good teaching age. They’re 6 and 9, so they are still in the genesis stage of what they will be as adults. I work hard to teach them that there is a reaction to every action. For example, when you are in a grocery store, acknowledge that there are other people on the planet. That will help you not blindly walk into the poor shopper carrying a handful of items, who, trying to get out of your way, spins and slips and drops everything, sending Duke’s mayonnaise onto the Kroger floor. Simple rule: Be aware of other people. (They are also well versed in my philosophy that failing to wave to someone who has let you in traffic should be a federal offense that can take away your voting rights.)
So the recent rains brought out a fantastic opportunity for me to demonstrate to my kids that self-centered behavior has consequences on others.
The first: The kids and I went to the grocery store to pick up a few items. When we were checking out, the heavens opened up. Torrential rains. The car was about five spots away, so I told the kids to stay with the groceries by the door while I pulled the car up. They were game for this. Guard the groceries. Easy task.
I ran to the car, pulled out, and began to head to the overhang where they stood with our stuff. At that point, a woman in an SUV pulled up, blocking the entire breezeway, turned off her car, hopped out and ran inside. She, clearly, did not want to be bothered by the rain. Only problem: Where she parked for her convenience blocked the only spot where people who were loading up groceries could pull in and be protected by an overhang. So I had to park a ways down from there and get soaking wet – as did the kids – while throwing groceries in like mad. I am sure she had but one or two items to pick up. And that was enough reason for her to (a) not play by the rules and (b) park where everyone else who was playing by the rules would get soaking wet.
As we were driving off, I said to the kids, “You know how I tell you how you need to be in tune with how your actions affect other people?” They acknowledged. “That is why that woman will have boils on her feet.”
OK, I didn’t, but the dark part of me kinda hopes for that. It’s a very easy grocery store process: When it’s raining, if you leave someone by the curb, you can ride up, load them in quickly and stay dry. It’s grocery store car line. But you DO NOT have the authority to commandeer that spot. It’s a crime against humanity.
The second: During the next day’s rain storm, my wife was coming out of a different grocery store. (We grocery shop a lot.) As she was being pelted by rain, four people walked by with their umbrellas, passing her in the rain. My wife did not have an umbrella. Poor planning? Perhaps. But I have spent time on many a rainy afternoon holding my umbrella over a fellow patron who was trying to unload groceries without becoming a frog. “Chivalry,” my wife said, “is extra dead.” I mean, is it so hard to be aware of your fellow citizen that you can’t stop for two seconds and say, “Gee, perhaps she would not want the rain pelting her as she loads bags into the minivan?”
The bottom line – stop and look around you once in a while. Hey, waddya know – other people are around! And if everyone just tried to play by the rules and offer an occasional helping hand, the world would be a better place. And my family would be a lot drier.