Sometimes all people want is everything.
It’s probably a good thing that rudeness, questionable behaviour and the things people do or say still surprise me. I hope I never get to a point where I am no longer surprised by them.
At my core, I don’t really care what people think or do. I care when it affects me and my rights, but at the end of the day – give ‘er. I, of course have an opinion on everything, who doesn’t? I don’t offer it up to people unsolicited (usually), but I have an opinion (and if I don’t currently have one, just give me a few minutes and I’ll conjure one up) Does that make me opinionated? Probably, but so are you. You just had one. About me.
The problem I have is that I get tired of other peoples opinions. I get tired of hearing them, tired of thinking about them and tired of dealing with the people on the other end of them. Which is fine, really – just give me back the same respect I give you – that it’s your right to have one. Even if I think it’s wrong.
There’s a great line from a song by the band, Need to Breathe that says, “…just ’cause I’m wrong, it don’t make you right, no you ain’t right.”
There are things I think are completely true. I’ve hitched my wagon to it.