I was in line at a small grocery store the other day and the woman in front of me was struggling to retrieve money from her purse.
Her fingers weren't co-operating and she appeared to be rushing, which intensified her struggle.
The two check-out teenagers looked at me apologetically and rolled their eyes as she dug into her purse appearing pained and rattled.
In that moment I saw an error in how society handles itself.
I reached up and put my hand on the woman's arm and told her not to rush.
“I'm in no hurry,” I said, but that was hardly the point.