“I know you want a divorce.”
I always do it. Look at people’s phones on the train. I know it is not polite, but I can’t help myself. I am curious about what people are doing or reading or writing. I am a curious person.
Today, on my way to pitch a massive and exciting client deal, I sat by a man. Full three piece suit, hat, brown shoes. I looked at his phone.
“I know you want a divorce, but I can’t believe you would call the police knowing that it would cost me my job. Do you know what it feels like to be in a room full of criminals knowing you did nothing wrong?”
Then he fell asleep. His phone was in his hand. He had a Mt. Sinai sticker on his shirt. I got off at Bowling Green. I walked into the office on State Street where I was the day before.
The security guard greeted me.
“Welcome back, it’s good to see you again,” he said.
And then he asked me,
“aren’t you the same guy that was here yesterday?”
Yes, I said out loud.
But inside, I thought to myself….no, it is not the same person that was here yesterday.
Because today, I sat by a man on a train whose life seemed to be falling apart.
But to the rest of the world, he was a man with a nice 3 piece suit.
And I think that’s the lesson. It’s so easy to judge. But no one asked us to be on the jury.
Because until we have all the evidence,
We just don’t know.