Sometimes I Am Not Very Thankful

Today I had to go to the bank for work and then I decided to go to the grocery store right next to it and get my lunch and a few things for our Mexican Thanksgiving tomorrow. Of course the car in front of me must have been waiting for their money to be wired from Switzerland because they took forever and a day. I finally finish with the bank and go to the store. I grab this grab that, oh excuse me, this and that, move it lady, shut up kid, you know all the things that always happen, but are heightened because of my lack of time. I get to my salad bar that I always get at the grocery store. I love it. Cheap, healthy, quick. Not today, instead of beautiful sliced colorful peppers and an array of assorted lettuce, there were pre-packaged fruit and veggie trays. Not one piece of cut lettuce to be found. I looked at the hot bar, no gracias. I looked at the ready made sandwiches and chose turkey and swiss, not what I wanted, but it would have to do. I finished the rest of my running around like a headless chicken routine, paid and said a not too heartfelt Happy Thanksgiving to the cashier and the bell ringer, got back here and complained that the salad bar was not out today. I said that I should be "thankful" (sad to say, I actually did the air quote thing) because that is the reason for this season. I sat down to eat it and thought, no dumb head, you should be thankful because it is there. You have a meal, how many people in this world don't? Did I have to pick the bugs off of it? Did I have to cut off the moldy part off any one of the components to the sandwich? Did I have to buy it? Was I guaranteed the money to be able to buy it in the first place? Not the best start to the Holiday season, but I hope it has kicked me in the rear enough to realize what is important, and to find that in everything I should give thanks.