Oh, I'm fully aware that if we spent any amount of time together in real life, we'd despise each other in rather short form. We're way too different.
I hate when people don't put their carts back, too. But... who am I to tell anyone else what to do? It doesn't affect me, it doesn't have anything to do with me. I take my cart back, always -- I do my part. I also grab my cart from the lot, rather than by the store, therefore, doing more than I am obligated. But to say something to someone? Just plain obnoxious, and part of what makes living in this world unpleasant.
I mean, fine, most people can agree that the cart thing is an inconvenience, and it may be your peeve. Well, then there are people who dislike my personal fashion -- and feel a need to share. Or people who have deep problems with gay people -- one who complained at me and a girl holding hands in a store, kissing each other on the cheek -- we hadn't seen each other in months! it was totally gay, but whatever! -- because it's an abomination. See? I realize I just threw my life in there, but think about it. where do you draw the line, on involving yourself with others? Probably somewhere reasonable. Where do others? Much, much further from reasonable. By my standards.
I say, so long as nobody is causing direct harm to you, your closest people, or your dog, and you can just walk away? Walk away. The world would really be a lot more tolerable.
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Date: 2006-12-30 04:59 pm (UTC)I hate when people don't put their carts back, too. But... who am I to tell anyone else what to do? It doesn't affect me, it doesn't have anything to do with me. I take my cart back, always -- I do my part. I also grab my cart from the lot, rather than by the store, therefore, doing more than I am obligated. But to say something to someone? Just plain obnoxious, and part of what makes living in this world unpleasant.
I mean, fine, most people can agree that the cart thing is an inconvenience, and it may be your peeve. Well, then there are people who dislike my personal fashion -- and feel a need to share. Or people who have deep problems with gay people -- one who complained at me and a girl holding hands in a store, kissing each other on the cheek -- we hadn't seen each other in months! it was totally gay, but whatever! -- because it's an abomination. See? I realize I just threw my life in there, but think about it. where do you draw the line, on involving yourself with others? Probably somewhere reasonable. Where do others? Much, much further from reasonable. By my standards.
I say, so long as nobody is causing direct harm to you, your closest people, or your dog, and you can just walk away? Walk away. The world would really be a lot more tolerable.