As we get older, people's rudeness and sense of entitlement can really get under our skin.
Someone speaks loudly on their phone in a crowded bus or they walk closely behind you doing the same. I get irritated and stop in my tracks to let them pass.
I didn't expect I would turn into a crabby old person but after years of learning and employing good manners, the audacity of others perturbs.
I tell myself that they don't get to skip out on the decorum many of us learned and adopted.
This progression in me has happened in parallel with finding and respecting my own identity. You finally realize that a huge chunk of the world's population lives with an obtuseness which is hard to fathom.
You wonder how their opinion ever counted for you at all.
Nevertheless, there isn't much I can do to change or teach others, so I keep that constantly in mind when I am tempted to get crabby.
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