A friend and I were on our way to a 9:40 pm movie "Valkyrie" when he pulled over at Jack in the Box to grab a Jumbo Jack. Being that this was the only fast food restaurant open (bless the employee’s hearts for working), the drive thru was busy, so my friend decided to park and go in. I stayed in the car as I wasn’t hungry. Well, he was barely in the place when he was moving at a nice clip back to the car with no bag of food in his hands. He gets in and says "They are being robbed". So I call 911 and the guy is exiting at this point, and is right in front of me. I told them what happened and I started giving a description of the robber. She won’t listen to me and keeps asking where we are. I said he is right in front of me please let me give a description. She would not listen and we finally drove away so we could see exactly what streets we were on. He disappeared along with my ability to give a good description. Anyway, we stopped back after the movie to see what had happened and they said the police were stumped because no one could give a good description of him…OMG!!! HELLO, that is what I was trying to do. He was armed and dangerous and instead of listening to what I had to say, they had to follow procedures, and now the guy is on the loose. Instead of keeping focused on him, I was looking for street signs. I understand they needed a location, but it would have taken me seconds to explain exactly what this guy looked like.
This blog makes me sad in so many ways I cannot articulate. The employees in there were no older than 20, and think of how scared they must’ve been. Not only did they have to be away from family, then they have a gun-wielding criminal standing at their counter demanding money.
I feel bad for the man that has to rob a fast-food restaurant on Christmas day. What must his life be? How desperate to put your life and freedom on the line for $300 (the employees told us that is what he got).
It shook my friend up pretty bad, and then he never did get his beloved Jumbo Jack. So he was shaking in hunger and in fear. Actually he was calm. He said it was surreal.
Then the movie we saw was just downright disturbing on top of everything else. Wow, what a close to a day. Christmas day no less.
Namaste,
Krissy
Wow, nobody got hurt, nobody died. Sounds like a pretty fair ending to me.
And how desperate would one have to be, as you say? How much was that $300.00 really worth to him. Maybe to him, it was nothing, maybe it was everything. Too bad we couldn't do an interview with him afterwords, to get his take. Like an athelete after the game was over. "You know, I wasn't sure how it was going to turn out, but I gave it my best, and LOOK! I got $300.00!! WOO-HOO!!" Do you think he was scared? Maybe even more scared than the employess? Or your friend? The fact is, we don't know, and will never know, really.
Same as your friend. You say he was shaking in fear and hunger, but that no, he really wasn't, he was calm. Yes, he was calm. He knew what to do. It is too bad that the 911 operator couldn't have been of more assistance. I too have been in a similar situation, where the operator asked me where I was. I knew the street, and I even knew the address. But because it was a county line road, she needed to know on which side the event was taking place. As I explained to her that it was in the MIDDLE OF THE ROAD, it was on neither. And it was all I could do to blurt out the license plate number. And they guy got away, never to be heard from again. And life went on, and to this day, I have the most amazing story to tell people. But it's not the story about the 911 operator. Or that the guy got away. It's the story about all the excitement, the adrenaline rush. No one got hurt, no one died. To me, that is a very happy ending. To me, that's the best version of the story to remember.
To my way of thinking, my story would end with, "And my friend made it out alive. A little shaken to be sure, but none the worse for wear. Man, what a story he'll have to tell!!"
You see how the event doesn't change, but our story about the event changes. And it's not only the story we tell other people, but it's the story we tell ourselves. The same story, over and over. And like a bad rumor, it seems to get worse with each re-telling.
It can be hard to see a different perspective, but we need to ask ourselves about the real value of keeping the story of hurt, pain, fright, sorrow, remorse, etc. If we really want to find it, there is always a good side to any story. And the good side of the story doesn't keep us pinned up and locked down in suffering. Both stories can be equally true. It's just that one makes us feel lousy, and the other one doesn't. And the one that doesn't is the real story.
No one got hurt, and no one died.
This is what's true for me.
Phillip
Krissy…I too am grateful you, your friend and everyone else involved is OK…"no one got hurt and no one died". :0)
I send appreciation and gratitude out to Phillip for his perspective, clarity and kindness…thank you for writing the comment you did.
All of life is based on our perception, perspective and what's "true for us". We choose our reality; more accurately~we create it. We may not be able to control certain situations or outcomes outside of us (the 911 operator)…but we can manage our own input, shift our vibes…in turn shifting our flow…in turn shifting our own personal outcome, etc.!
In the essence of feeling good…
Peace, Love and Harmony… Debra
Thank you both for your comments. I disagree about death though because I view that as beautiful as then one could transition to pure love and pure potentiality without being part of or witnessing the suffering on earth. And I know the ones suffering, including myself, have chosen their paths prior to incarnation for their growth, but STILL, it is hard for me to witness, especially children and animals. They are the innocents in this life.
And Phillip, you are right about the story. I know as well as anybody that my life is my creation with every thought, word, and action, which is why I annoy myself when I am not joyous inside of it as that is my choice. I get it 100%. I know I am responsible for my life from birth to death. My childhood and the experiences therein were put in place BY ME for my own growth and evolution. That is why I am ANNOYED at myself for not just getting over stuff. I guess when I am ready, I will. I've done so much healing work on myself, and have set the intention that I will move beyond it and my childhood pain (I mean everyone has it for God's sake). I get impatient with myself instead of holding myself with compassion and love. Maybe I use it as a crutch to hold myself back with. SHEEEEEEESH…lol. I'm getting there
And Debra a lot of the challenge I have is because I am here in this life and know I am here to help heal the suffering on this planet, yet I feel paralyzed as to how to go about this, and what my role is. I feel stuck because I have to support my boys, and yet I'd love to become a renunciate and do my part. So I am conflicted in how to "marry" the two and keep my butt out of corporate america because that is not a beautiful place to be in, and that is where I came from, yet again how am I to support my children being who I am now due to my own awakening. My experience in corp america is a microcosm of the macro, and the chaos on earth. It is not good for me to be there and I am not far enough along in my own growth where I can detach from it especially being in sales where they want you to compete and work so hard that everyone else looks bad and loses their job. That is what is cultivated in sales. Win at all costs, and ESPECIALLY at the expense of your colleagues.
With love,
Krissy