Story about communication: Who is the Cookie thief?

A woman was waiting at an airport one night, with several long hours before her flight. So she decided to buy a book and cookies in the airport shops and find a place to sit.

While she was engrossed in her book she happened to see, that the man sitting beside her, as bold as could be grabbed a cookie or two from the bag in between. She tried to ignore the man to avoid causing a scene. She couldn’t believe the nerve of this guy. 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 have hit him hard”

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… oooh, brother. This guy has some nerve and he’s also rude, why he didn’t even show any gratitude!

She finally felt relief when her flight was called. The woman 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. And as she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise with what she saw. There was her bag of cookies, in front of her eyes.  “If my bag of cookies is 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.