We sell these Christmas CD's at BBW that go toward the Make a Wish foundation. My little sister went to Disney World with Make a Wish foundation, so this organization is very close to my heart. I was talking about the CD to a woman yesterday who seemed interesting in buying it. I discussed that it has three discs, only costs $10, goes toward a good cause, you get the idea. She was looking at the song list and one title caught her eye.
“Little Drummer Girl by Alicia Keys?” she asked.
“Yeah, she’s great.” I responded.
“That’s nice, but Little Drummer Girl? Why not little drummer boy?”
“I’m not sure; I guess she just changed it to a girl.”
She scoffs at me and puts the CD back.
“I’m sorry,” she says. “I just can’t buy that. It’s the religious side of me.”
I finish ringing her purchase, tell her to have a Merry Christmas, and send her on her way.
As she walks away, I’m confused. Last time I read the story of Jesus’ birth, there was no mention of a child who went and drummed for him. Let alone a little boy. It’s a song. The little drummer boy story didn’t actually happen. I wanted to shake the lady.
I shared the story with one of my fellow managers. “Did she actually read the Bible?” J says.
The rest of the day I had to suppress my giggles. I couldn’t get through anything without thinking of that woman. Even now I still chuckle at her.