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Tuesday, January 26, 2016

and another thing...

I refer Y’all, first, to TLC’s blogpost last Wednesday—January 20th. Entitled: and it’s only wednesday?

As she shared, she was on the phone with me after she got into her vehicle at Target that morning. She called because she wanted to leave the RUDE person, parked next to her/actually in her spot, a note. She wanted my thoughts on this idea. I encouraged her to proceed. Maybe I shouldn’t have. But I said:

Just do it, TLC. Do it. I don’t think they’ll be the kind of human being that’ll care that they caused you a lot of discomfort and inconvenience. YOU’LL feel better that you stood up for yourself. And Little Leighton (LL/aka Biscuit).

A few minutes later, I worried I’d given her the wrong advice. What if that person was watching her and sought revenge? (I did remind her she’d be on the Target parking lot camera/video. Her response? “GOOD.”)

Of course, as each day passes in these United States of America, it becomes abundantly clear it can be quite dangerous to stand up for yourself. Particularly when it comes to Road Rage or Parking Lot Insanity. One has to be aware of the possibility of retaliation—if one speaks up or confronts an inconsiderate/selfish/lazy/mean person. Guns are often pulled out in Road Rage and Parking Lot Incidents.

Overall, My Sweet Hubby (MSH), TLC and I feel standing up for oneself may not be worth it—in the end. In this case, I thought TLC should use the opportunity to make the irresponsible culprit aware of how his/her action affected someone else. I’m sure I’ve been guilty of not thinking about all of the consequences of my decisions. Would I really want to be told if I caused someone else a problem? Hmmm. Not sure. I admit—I’m not sure. Let’s agree I SHOULD want to be reminded of the possible consequences of my actions/behaviors/choices.

MSH and I spend time each week going to Granbury or Ft. Worth for grocery shopping/errands/obligations. We travel on a couple of Interstate Highways and busy city streets. State roads. We’re in many, many, MANY parking lots. Here is one of many incidents that occur and confuse us:

When we back out of a parking spot, 8 out of 10 times we have to pull back in because someone has turned into that row—going way too fast—and obviously has no intentions of stopping for us. Yet, when the shoe is on the other foot? When we’re the ones turning into a row and someone is backing out from their parking spot? Said backing-out-person refuses to stop. We, therefore, must throw on OUR brakes for that person—even if we don’t want that parking spot.

For me, it all boils down to The Golden Rule (since there doesn’t appear to be any written parking lot rules that I can locate):

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

I’m afraid there may be a heckuva lot of peeps out there that don’t know what this Rule is/means. Or, sadly, they simply don’t care. I’d wonder if that possibly means they don’t think much of themselves. Right? If, in fact, they don’t care if people are nice to them? Or, could it be they DO want to be treated like they’re special/ROYAL and TLC, MSH and I (and you?) are not?

My Rant is officially over. Thank Y’all for humouring (the way someone “ROYAL” might spell that word. Winky. Wink.) moi.

Have a Wonderful Week, Sillies…