The signal turned green and he put the car in gear to move on. But suddenly braked hard. There was this young tattooed woman walking right into the zebra crossing. He thought to himself, “silly jerks, you never can fathom the young misguided generation nowadays.” She was walking right upto him and so he lowered the windows.
She twinkled her eyes at him and said sweetly, “aren’t you Jude’s dad?”
“Yes, woman! Why are you holding up the traffic?”
“Sir, your back tire has punctured, I think.”
He never expected courtesy from this heavily inked person.
We all are like this. We have made judgements on people even before we have met them in person. Stop being judgmental.
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