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Let the Guy Make a U-Turn

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On the way home from work, I watched a man become highly animated as he yelled at another man for attempting to make a u-turn where it was clearly marked that u-turns weren’t allowed. The man gestured and honked enough to make a scene. As the offender sped around to the other side of the road, I saw clothes hanging in the back window of his car. The writer in me started writing his story. He’s from out of town and he’s visiting for a wedding. Or worse, a funeral. All he wants is to find the entrance to his hotel.

Not that I’m always a beacon of calm or a patient observer. A lot of times I’m the irritated driver even if I refuse to see it.

Why is it so easy for us to stop helping each other out? The “we’re such a busy culture” excuse isn’t cutting it for me anymore. I’m sure that everyone at every point in history felt they were too busy. We might look back with nostalgia and claim life was once simpler, but when we were in the midst of living that previous life, it didn’t feel simple at all.

So a guy’s trying to make an illegal u-turn…what’s it to you? Another 30 seconds at a stoplight? Is that not worth cutting him some slack? What if he needs to get to the hospital, or a loved one was just in a wreck, or his car is running out of gas? Or what if he’s just lost?

The thing is – we’re all lost. Some of us are just better at hiding it.

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This entry was posted on July 23, 2015 by in Life, Life Lessons and tagged , , .

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