My Leaguefest Story: On being late
Thirty minutes to drop off my bag and leave a tip for housekeeping. It wasn’t the most ambitious schedule, but I seem to be able to make any such challenge rise up to me.
I spent most of Leaguefest without cash and without seeing an ATM. When dropping off my bag with the concierge I discovered there was an ATM in the lobby…which was broken. Eventually, I walked a couple blocks, found a bank with an ATM, and tried to go into the bank to get change for a tip. It was closed.
I made it back to the hotel and asked for change at the gift shop. They needed me to make a purchase, so I simply thanked them and moved on. That’s not behavior I reward. I then realize that the Starbucks would actually be a better option anyway since that way I can have a pretend breakfast in addition to organically making change.
I leave the tip, check out, and make my way.
I was feeling bad about being late, but then I wondered why I should feel bad. This was all in service of leaving a tip that I could have skipped without consequence. Not having cash is sort of a reasonable reason to not leave a tip, so I should be commended for having made a point of doing so and having invested what now seemed to have been a full 30 minutes getting at a $5 bill.
That I was late actually showed I was a Good Person. Other people wouldn’t go to these lengths!
I actually thought that for a few pregnant seconds.
I share this to reveal that even someone who writes self-righteous posts about taking ultimate responsibility for things has a brain that will do everything it can to abdicate that responsibility. It does it automatically, just like the part of my brain that makes sure I keep breathing.
Of course, I did actually recognize what I was trying to excuse and wrote this post admitting it. Most people wouldn’t do that. Right? How great am I for that?