My son works on Sunday.
There. I admit it. I am a permissive mom.
Why is he working on Sunday? For the money, of course. So he won’t lose his job, of course.
because you forgot the butter.
or the carrots
or the tortilla chips
or whatever it was you didn’t plan for on Saturday.
One of the things that most annoyed me when I moved to Germany was that stores were closed on Sundays, but now I see the benefits of it.
I’m not opposed to shops being open on Sunday (though I do think it enslaves people, but that’s another topic). I’m opposed to the offended look, the startled response, the attitude and yes, even the comments some churchgoers make when they see people working on Sunday.
Before you walk into a store wearing your church shoes, pause for a moment at the door and remember that no matter the workers’ motives, (religious ambivalence, financial need, etc) the real reason these people are working on Sunday is because you shop on Sunday.
If you hold the belief that Sunday is a day of rest, and you are offended when people do actually work on Sunday, then stop contributing to a system that forces people to work on that day.
“Forces.” Did I just write that word?
Some of you might say: “Plenty of people WANT to work on Sunday.” or “They have different religious beliefs.” Or “They are happy to have the money.”
My answer: it doesn’t matter.
Your shopping habits mean that stores will be open. Whether people want to work that day or not is irrelevant. Because I’m willing to bet that regardless of religious beliefs or economic factors, MOST people would prefer have Sunday off, especially if they have families they barely see.
My son earns the most money on Sundays, not because of the generosity of churchgoers (sadly), but because of the sheer numbers of them who go shopping after church.
My point is this: before you allow your religious disapproval to travel from your brain to your eyebrows, and, heaven help us, to your mouth, think about your own part in this system and how your actions affect others.
I never did. Until now.