At an airport one night with several long hours before her flight.
She hunted for a book in the airport shop, bought a bag of
cookies and found a place to drop.

She was engrossed in her book but happened to see, that the man sitting beside her, as bold as could be, grabbed a cookie or two
from the bag in between, which she tried to ignore to
avoid a scene.

So she munched the cookies and watched the clock, as the gutsy
cookie thief diminished her stock. She was getting more irritated
as the minutes ticked by, thinking, "If I wasn't so nice, I would
blacken his eye."

With each cookie she took, he took one too, when only one was
left, she wondered what he would do. With a smile on his face,
and a nervous laugh, he took the last cookie and broke it in half.

He offered her half, as he ate the other, she snatched it from him
and thought... ooh, brother! This guy has some nerve and he's
also rude, why he didn't even show any gratitude!

She had never known when she had been so galled, and sighed
with relief when her flight was called. She gathered her belongings
and headed to the gate, refusing to look back at the
thieving ingrate.

She boarded the plane, and sank in her seat, then she sought her
book, which was almost complete. As she reached in her baggage,
she gasped with surprise, there was her bag of cookies, in front
of her eyes.

If mine are here, she moaned in despair, the others were his, and
he tried to share. Too late to apologize, she realized with grief, that
she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief!

How many times have we absolutely known that something was a certain way, only to discover later that what we believed to be true...was not? "Always, keep an open mind and an open heart, because...you just never know...you might be eating someone elses cookies..."

This is the reason why our legal system requires 12 jurors. Many
times an accused person might appear to be guilty until you
examine all possibilities.