What really hit me about Kirsten's story wasn't how crappy the dude was as much as a deeper struggle cancer patients sometimes feel....which is choosing our battles. Do I say something to maintain some dignity or do I just "let it go" because so many people are just ignorant?
So it's really the last panel of this cartoon that reveals this very important, yet difficult to articulate problem. I once had a co-worker ask me when I was supposed to "get all skinny and emaciated". Like Kirsten, I let it go...but I always wonder if I should have said something.
Here's Kirsten's original story:
Just a bit of background on this story. I am 22 year old girl and just got done with cancer treatment (the fun chemo and radiation). My hair is barely existing so I don't look as sickly as I did during treatment, but a lot of random people could still tell that I had gone through chemo.
So I have just started back at my old job cashiering at Lowes. I am standing behind the register as usual when a forty something year old guy walks up to my register.
"That's an interesting hair cut you got there."
I laughed a little bit and said "yeah thanks!"
"You know, kids like you trying to make a statement don't make any sense. You know it just makes you look like a boy."
I was in such disbelief that he was making fun of my hair that I didn't say anything.
I watched him leave the store and thought, "why didn't I tell him I had cancer? I could have made him feels so awkward.... Next time."