I have several flaws in my character, but lately one of them stands out more than the rest.
I am a dedicated people watcher. I spend time sitting and waiting at bus stops. Bus stops are great places to watch people. But I find myself making judgements about people based on outward appearances. That is a major flaw in my character.
I see a well dressed woman, cell phone to her ear who is a bit impatient with those around her, and I decide that she is a self-important snobbish sort. But for all I know, she may be in the middle of dealing with a crisis or has problems that only she knows about, in which case her behavior is understandable.
I see a young father who is telling his four year old son that he had better behave himself or else, and I feel sorry for that sweet, angelic looking boy. But for all I know, the kid has already dumped his breakfast cereal all over the kitchen floor, pulled the dog's tail and thrown a world class tantrum because Dad wouldn't take him - right now - for a Happy Meal. Dad probably deserves a medal for not warming the kid's backside then and there.
The flaw in my character is at it's worst when I see a group of girls whose average age is 18. In the winter, I see them all dressed in designer jeans, little bitty designer jackets that couldn't possibly keep anyone warm but are the first thing in fashion, and designer boots with three-inch heels. The first thought that comes to mind is that if these girls were lost out in the woods, they wouldn't last over an hour. Especially if their phones, the ones all of them are constantly checking for calls or messages or using for Facebook posts, didn't work.
Come to think of it, I may be right on target in that case.
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