Do you ever feel that way? I find myself saying, “What is WRONG with people?” when I’m frustrated for any of a variety of reasons.
- Did they really think cutting me off in traffic would gain them an advantage of more than one car length?
- Can they seriously not hear how they just interrupted to turn the conversation back to themselves . . . again?
- Don’t they get it that the promises of that politician are empty?
As if I’ve got it together and they don’t.
My husband’s uncle is a great lover of jigsaw puzzles — the 1,000 piece, really challenging ones that, as we used to say in the South, “could make a preacher cuss”. He can spend hours focused on one of these things, not giving up until he finishes it, which by the way, he always does. And then he starts another. He’s amazing.
There’s something about interacting with and understanding people, especially those I care about (and even those I don’t), that reminds me of those puzzles. Continue reading Gosh, people are a mess