Life is choices. Choosing to act. Choosing not to act. Acts of commission or omission.
I wonder what possessed the woman in this story to choose to behave in such a startling way?
A mother writes:
I was sitting in a cafe with my daughter, when a lady came in and bought herself a drink. She took it to the outside seating area. We nodded at each other. She smiled at my daughter and then settling herself down with a newspaper.
A few moments later she took out her makeup bag and peered at her reflection.
Then she pulled out a disposable razor and began to dry shave her neck and chin.
It was all I could do not to fall off my chair.
My daughter has stored the experience away for the next time I tell her: “Don’t stare. It’s not polite.”
But I was helpless
Would you choose to shave in public? Would you choose to look on or look away or somehow manage not to look up at all? Does it make a difference whether you’re a man or a woman? For either question.
And which was she?
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