I Have A Message For One Person

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But y’all can read it just as well. I’m not going to yank out my soap box but I am going to say my fucking piece while it is fresh on my mind. Earlier today I was at the mall to get a new pair of shoes. It has been 8 years since I bought the shoes I’m retiring because I buy shit that lasts and I take care of them. Anyway, when it was my turn in line the young lady rang up my total, I pulled out my VA card and cash, then asked her what my new total was. Before she could do anything I hear screaming from behind me from this woman yelling at the clerk telling her that I didn’t deserve the fucking military discount that this baby killer was begging for like a dog wanting fucking scraps. I’ve been called many derogatory names in many different languages in my life but this bitch was seriously pissed off at me. At first I was thrown by her words, after a quick breath I turned to her with this, my favorite movie quote.

“As a military member, I have more responsibility here than you could possibly fathom. And that my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. I know deep down in places you don’t talk about at parties, you don’t want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punch line. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a person who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom I provide, then question the manner in which I provide it. I prefer you said THANK YOU, and went on your way”.

She, of course, stood there with her fucking piehole wide open, at a loss for words I assume, she didn’t have a clue what I just told her. I am not a person who raises his voice or hand to a woman, and in a calm voice I asked if there was going to be anymore stupid fucking shit spilling over her lips. While I stared into her lifeless eyes for a few moments she turned to her five young children and told them they were going to a different store, one that doesn’t support murderers and baby killers. I’m not an emotional man, but when I turned to the clerk I had tears in my eyes, she touched a nerve that I couldn’t control. Wanting to continue my purchase I handed the clerk my cash, she closed it in my hand and said she will not except my money. She voided the transaction and then I watched her as she bagged my box with the shoes just before she handed it to me. She turned her head, I watched her wipe tears away, and she tells me thank you, some of us will always appreciate your sacrifices to our country, we love each and every one of you, we really do.

What do you say? How do you say it? She came around the counter and gave me the most sincere hug I have felt in a long time. I left there smiling, not because I was given shoes, but for the first time ever in person, a perfect stranger openly admitted that she appreciated our military and our services to our nation. That rarely happens in our society and I got to be a part of it, I will remember this day for a long, long time.

11 responses to “I Have A Message For One Person

  1. Oh man oh man what that woman Said (She ain’t no lady) infuriates me. I have friends who came back from Viet nam forever changed, my daughter is an air national guardswoman whose job it is to look after bodies in a natural disaster. I have taught in an area where there was a military base. I can only say thank you over and over again to active duty and retired service men and women. Thank God they had and have the courage to protect our nation.

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  2. As a former soldier myself, some will never understand the sacrifice that we have made. People don’t realize that once a person raises his/her hand and take that oath, we fight for freedom of every person, even the same fools that spit and curse you. I am proud of you and all of the soldiers in the world. Be blessed, enjoy your shoes and wear them with full honor.

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  3. One of the biggest regrets in my life is that I served only during peace time. I was too young for Vietnam, and by the time Desert Shield came around in 1990, I was six months too old. I pleaded, I cajoled, I did everything I could think of to convince the military to except me back, at least in the reserves. But to no avail. I have so much respect for all current and former service members, whether peace time or not. I am so glad that the clerk in the shoe store did right by you. As for that other individual, someone I refused to refer to as lady, there are always going to be haters. Generally people like that are so filled with self-loathing that the only way they can survive is to spew it out as hatred directed at others. I pity her for being so closed minded, and so incredibly ignorant. I appreciate the freedoms that we have, and I know that the service members who have served during times of war or conflict are those to whom I know the greatest debt of gratitude. A belated yet heartfelt thank you for your service.

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  4. My dearest friend … you know the words I have in my heart for you. You know how I feel …. if anything that is one poor excuse of a woman, an American woman at that who enjoys the liberties that the Armed Forces provide.

    Her words took me back to the Vietnam era .. “baby killers” they said. YOU are an incredible human being … she’s way beneath you. I pity her …. quite the bitch!

    Sounds cliche … you: “the bigger person”. Hugs … tight, Latin hugs!!! Always … ❤

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  5. Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
    Sad to see that the phrase “baby killers” is still alive and well! There’s so many things that I could say …. Right now, only “thank you for your service and for putting your life on the line for me”.

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