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Some people…ooooooooohhhhhh !

There is a person in my regular contact who makes me go, “Some people…ooooooooohhhhhh !” in exasperation, more often than I’d like it.

This person thinks that his way of living is the only correct way of living; his set of beliefs is the perfect/best/only one worth having. Add to this the fact that this person is extremely aggressive and vocal. So, heaven help the poor soul who dares express an opinion to the contrary. In fact, anybody who dares possess any belief that is different than his or lives differently than the way he does is wrong and is sure to get a reprimand from him !

Now, L and I can’t stand this at all and we are tough girls. So every now and then, we get into confrontations with him for his attitude of condescension, for his stubbornness to see that other ways of living are perfectly valid too. He doesn’t change at all, but I get the satisfaction that we remind him once in a while how narrow minded he is and how there are some people in the world who’ll not be afraid to live the way they choose and own up to it too.

On a deeper level, it pains me to know that people like him are missing out on a full life due to their lack of acceptance of the variety life has to offer. They are also setting themselves up for great misery in the future. Too bad ! You get as good as you give !


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