Shrimp Isn't Always Something to Eat

This morning when I woke, the grief wave that have been over me for the past 9 or 10 days was beginning to lift.Peace and calm were returning to my soul. The veil was being lifted, the physicial pain was gradually leaving and I was being restored. The prayers of all my friends have been answered. This was the longest and hardest grief wave since D has had his HEAVEN date but this one has passed. It was a good thing, because of the events that unfolded later in the day I am not sure how I would have handled them if I had been in so much pain but here is how GOD blessed my day and it all starts with a small creature called shrimp.

I love shrimp, not fried shrimp, just boiled shrimp the good stuff. With homemade sauce, D made the best in the world, lots of horseradish,(not the prepared stuff, but fresh grated horseradish),hot sauce, other stuff and one very special item in it. The kind of sauce that when you took a bite of shrimp with just the right amount of sauce you could feel it all the way to the back of your sinus cavities. That man knew his shrimp sauce. He had perfected that sauce over the years. He used to take me to Tulsa to S&J Oyster Bar for the boiled shrimp and oysters on the half shell cause you couldn't get anything like that around here.

Well, today I found out that I am a shrimp and not that kind you eat and not the kind that some people like. But the person who called me that didn't realize that by calling me a name, it made my day.

This person was vile, ugliness in the truest form of the word and they just wanted to spew their hatred all over the place. Instead,they made my day. I was laughing after the encounter and enjoyed a solitary lunch in a way I haven't in a long time.

You see, I went to lunch at a local restaurant when this person got in front of me at the drink machine. I said "excuse me" (I was nice) He did this head bob thing and stuck that head right in my face and said "I should say excuse you Miss Thang !" Well, it was almost on then but instead I said "excuse you too then."

Our order was called up at the same time and this person says to the attendant behind the food bar "I hope you got all the calories out of this soup because I am going to be walking the runway in New York at fashion week next week and I don't want to look like all the fat women from Arkansas. Everybody knows there ain't nothin but fat women in Arkansas".
Sorry - couldn't help myself I piped up and said "That's just rude." He said "Your the rude one I wasn't talking to you so mind your business and shut your mouth." I walked off but not before saying "Doesn't matter it's still rude."

He proceeds to walk up beside me and wait for it here it comes "Shrimp!" I almost fell out !! I looked up at all 6'4" of his skinny ass and said "Yeah and I'm proud of it." He said "Well, I look better in a dress than your ugly ass would any day." Okay, I should have let it go, I kept trying to walk away but he kept walking beside me. I am trying really trying not to lay my hands on him, I am praying to GOD to do the right thing and then it hits me. There are people looking around at me and him, one lady is scared and starts gathering her belongings. This is taking place in a matter of seconds perhaps minutes and I pause look up at that face and say "Well, I'm gonna sit right here and pray for your ugly ass."

Then I sit down and do just that. Then I never look at him again, pay any more attention to him, I eat my lunch, text Daniel and tell him my story and I laugh and laugh. My grief wave has lifted, I have gone to lunch to have a nice meal by myself. I have championed for all us fat gals and the women of Arkansas and been accosted by a person who looks like a "?male, transvestite, drag queen" and the only thing I called him was ugly.

I am proud to be a fat shrimp from Arkansas, I may look like an ugly ass in a dress, but one thing is for sure, I will pray for those people who are to ignorant to know the difference between rudeness and ugly ass cuteness.