Does It Even Matter?
It’s funny what you might hear while standing in line at the deli counter at the grocery store. There was a woman, maybe in her mid-forties, waiting to order some cold cuts. She had dark curly hair down to her shoulders, a white crisp dress shirt and some black slacks on. It looked as if she was just coming home from work. She decided to start a conversation with a young woman who was right behind her in line. The girl was probably in her late 20’s, straight blonde corporate looking hair, and was also dressed for the office- but with more of a flare. She had a Gucci handbag and shoes that basically showed her income. She wasn’t doing so bad for herself, so it seemed. “Ya know, these people work so hard and yet they get such little pay,” the mid-forties woman says to the young girl, “they should at least get decent hours, instead of catering to people after 7pm.” The young girl looks at her, smiles, and nods. “Well, I’m sure all of their hours are different. I’m just glad they’re here...