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Do not Judge!

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A young lady was waiting for her flight in the boarding room of a big airport. As she had to wait for  hours, she decided to buy a book to spend her time. Along with the book she bought a packet of cookies too. 

  She sat down on an armchair, in the VIP room of the airport, to rest and read in peace. Beside the armchair where  the packet of cookies were kept, a man sat down, opened his magazine and started reading.  When she ate the first cookie, the man also took one.  She felt infuriated but didn’t say anything. 

  She just thought:  “What a nerve! If I was in the mood I would punch his eye so that he does not forget this daring!” To each cookie she ate, the man ate another one.  That was making her fume up with rage but she couldn’t react.  When only one  cookie remained, she thought: “ah... What will this stupid man  do now?” To her anguish, the man divided the last cookie and gave her one half and ate the other half. She was too angry and upset! She felt like shouting at the top of her voice. 

  Here was a man who was eating her cookies without even asking her a word. She grabbed her book, took her things in anger and headed to the boarding place.When she sat down on her seat, inside the plane, she looked into her bag for her eyeglasses and to her surprise and shame, her packet of cookies was there, untouched,closed. She felt so  ashamed!! She had forgotten that her cookies were kept in her purse. The man had generously divided his cookies with her, without feeling infuriated, nervous or mad...while she was  very mad, thinking that he was dividing her cookies .  And there was no more time to explain herself... Nor to apologize!
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