Every Day Life Offers a New Teacher
Everyone
we encounter is a teacher. Everyone has something to teach us about ourselves
or about life. And last week, I learned a new lesson about myself from an Ebay
seller.
I
collect old movie posters/lobby cards. I had won a beautiful one on Ebay and it
arrived damaged last week. As soon as I saw the packaging, I knew there was a
problem. The lobby card had been mailed in a manila envelope and only had one
ill-fitting piece of cardboard inside. The cardboard was behind the card so
there was nothing protecting the front side (the image on the card) aside from
the manila envelope, which had been torn in two places during shipping.
Sure
enough, when I opened the package the lobby card was damaged in those two
spots. I immediately contacted the seller expressing my disappointment about
the poor packaging and damaged card, and included photos of the damage. I felt
justified in registering my complaint. I had paid for a near mint lobby card,
not a damaged one. In addressing the issue at hand, I was properly setting
boundaries to protect myself, and that felt good.
But
just after the seller responded, my feelings changed. The seller was very
courteous and admitted that they had run low on cardboard and that they took a
risk in mailing the lobby card as they did. The seller offered me a refund and
told me to keep the damaged card. Instead of feeling relief and vindicated,
however, I felt guilty.
Why
would I feel guilty? Well, I grew-up never feeling equal to others. I always
felt lesser than and unworthy of proper treatment. And what had I received from
the seller? Proper treatment. So there was an old part of me that felt unworthy
of being treated with respect. That part of me started squirming because that
was the part of me that in the past said “Oh, well, so the card is damaged. You
should just keep it and say nothing. You shouldn’t return it because you don’t
deserve anything better.” When I realized this, I better understood why I felt
guilty. I still have a place inside of me that doesn’t feel worthy of being
treated right.
The
guilt didn’t last for long, and thankfully it didn’t keep me from standing up
for myself. And in the process, this Ebay seller taught me a new lesson about a
wounded place that still needs healing inside of me.
Everyone
is worthy of being treated with proper respect. There are no exceptions.
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