On the hunt for birthday gifts for my favorite little human, my son and I pulled into the parking lot at our local Wal-mart. About the same time as we exited our car, a woman rolled out of one across from us. I only have a glimpse of a memory of her — a pair of jean shorts that were tasteful in length covering extremely tan legs. On her ankle was a bracelet. A big black band.
It’s not like I’ve never seen a person grocery shopping wearing an offender tracker — but this chick totally shattered my stereotypical perceptions. She was dressed nicely and obviously cared about her appearance. Still, she strutted that ankle monitor with no shame.
Obviously, she has legal challenges — maybe a defendant accused of committing a crime or someone on parole. And, I understand that people on house arrest have to get groceries same as I do — but personally, I would wear jeans (no matter how hot outside) as not to broadcast the fact I’m tethered to my house.
That’s just the difference in people I guess. Someone (and I can’t remember who) said that being different gives the world color. Flowers give the world color too, by the way…
