Excuse me? My glass is half full, looks like you need a refill....

When did it become the norm for folks to be rude? To be so selfish & wrapped up in their own lives that they feel they can talk to anyone in any manner that they please. Be friendly, be respectful, be genuine........try it, you might like it!

I know what kind of world we live in. I'm not disillusioned. I don't expect everyone to skip around smiling, humming and picking daisies (heck, I don't even want to do that!). I do expect that when I'm talked to, no matter who you are, that you treat me with respect. You don't have to like me, but don't disrespect me. You don't have to like what I'm asking of you. I can even excuse a bad day. We all have 'em. Some more-so than others it seems, but it can be forgiven. Afterall, we're all human. I just don't understand the feelings of entitlement and portrayal that one is being inconvenienced when I'm merely calling upon them to do their job. A job that they most likely opted to take of their own free will. If it's that bad, leave. Find another. Why be snarky?

As I get older many things become more clear (despite declining eyesight!). Life is absolutely too short and too precious to walk around in a funk, mad at the world, sad for oneself and oozing feelings of 'woe is me'. We create our successes. We also create our failures. What good does it do to sit and wallow in self-pity or be the biggest meanie to everyone around us? It certainly doesn't get you any further than before and probably sets you back.


I also don't understand why no one does anything NICE for anyone anymore.  I'm not talking about holding the door so it doesn't slam in your coworkers face on the way out of the building 'nice'.  I'm talking about genuinely nice.  My 5 year old daughter asked to buy a small gift for her 3 little neighbor friends the other day.  Unprompted, no expectations, wanted to use her own money 'just because'.  That is genuinely nice.  And that is exactly what we did.  It made her friends happy, which in turn made her happy. When do we lose that as we transition from childhood to adulthood?  When does it become all about 'me'?  Me me me.

I get caught up in some thought processes at times and this is one of them.  Heavy stuff for my little 'ol brain on a Monday.