A confession

I have had money and had no money. Having money was better.
The film business has a lot of twists and turns. Sometimes there is work, sometimes there isn’t. About a year ago in one of my phases of having no money I was working nights at a very nice restaurant to feed my kids until things got better. An older man came in and ate and then came over to the front door where I was standing and chatted with me. We had a little conversation and he reached his hand out to shake mine as he was leaving. As he shook my hand he simultaneously gave my butt a pat and slipped money in my hand. Out the door he raced. I looked in my hand and there was a hundred dollar bill. I was a little stunned. I was offended that he just grabbed my butt and I was shocked that he slipped a hundred in my hand and raced away. This is my blog confession. I could have caught up with him and confronted him but I didn’t say a word. I slipped the hundred in my pocket. I really needed the money. I never saw the man again and I never told anyone until now. I always felt guilty about that.


7 thoughts on “A confession”

  1. I have to ask why did he feel the needs to do a good deed and then ruin it by the groping? He could have made a wonderfully magnanimous gesture, which still may have left you feeling awkward given the amount, but avoided insulting you by feeling he now had the right to do what he did afterwards.

    As for the larger point, when people provide a disproportionate gesture of kindness like this, it does insult someone’s dignity to a certain extent. Yet, you are a mom first and needed to feed your kids, so you should not feel badly about that mission.

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