Opinions Are Like . . .

   I like most people.  Granted, I can get bugged by a person if there’s a good reason to be bugged, but for the most part – I like you. Or at the very least, I don’t NOT like you.  I am very much a ‘to each their own’ – ‘live and let live’ kinda gal, and I like it that way.  For a slightly cynical woman with a short temper, this is a little backwards, but I enjoy the oddness of it & appreciate how easy it makes socializing for me. I almost always enjoy the company of whomever I am with, whenever & wherever I am with them.  And I am nearly never really ‘bugged’ by anyone.

   Until recently.

  I don’t know if it’s this long, long, LONG winter we’re having here in NJ that is driving people batty – or maybe I’m just becoming more cynical and even more short tempered as I, ahem, mature – but people have been REALLY bugging me lately. 

  From rude customer service reps I speak to on the phone when trying to book a hotel room … to the know it all pet store owner I had to endure when taking my daughter to pick out her first pet gerbil … to the people who frequent our local social media pages that take themselves & what they have to say way too seriously, and then spout out a bunch of negativity and throw around their opinions (when nobody really asked for it in the first place) …  even the individuals who can’t seem to be polite and manage to offer more than 3 word questions or answers on items they’re buying or selling on our virtual yard sales …  so, totally, bugging me.

  Granted – I am sure you’re saying “Who the heck does this chick think she is?”  And yes, I am, right now, simply being another negative person giving an un-asked for opinion in a public forum.   And I am SURE I am bugging someone right this second.   But frankly, I needed to vent. 

   There are so many important things to be passionate about in this world and in our lives; our children, our careers, the charities we believe in … and so many actual serious issues to concern ourselves with, to be truly angry over; food pantry shoratages right in our community, ill children, cancer …    So why are we all wasting so much energy on not being nice to each other?

  Personally, I don’t like having all these icky, annoyed, bugged feelings for people within my town & community.  I love this town & this community.  So right now,  I am going to tap into that little part of me that is actually not cynical. I am going to hope that once the snow and ice start melting and the flowers start blooming and everyone starts being able to complain about the high pollen counts & their horrible spring allergies, instead of too many school closings & the roads not being plowed well enough … that the batty-ness will subside… that this extra bout of cynicism I am experiencing will also, fade away … and that everyone will just go back to being nice to each other.  And a little less bugged by those around them.