Enjoy observing people. Guess it’s the writer in me. Food for thought and fodder for fiction. Most people are interesting, some are wonderful and some . . . are not.
The gym is a great place to people-watch. It‘s also a fabulous venue for observing folks at their best and worst. I’ve written about “Fan Man”. He redefines the word “rude”. He’ll yell, hiss and spit at you if you dare to inform him—after he’s moved and turned the fan on full force—that you don’t want it blowing on you like an Artic winter storm. Doesn’t matter if you were there first; he takes precedence.
Recently there’s been a new addition to the it’s-all-about-me member roster: “TV Lady”. Of the eight televisions that line one wall, she has to have five set to her channels. She can see you’re watching one intently, but there she is, remote poised, ready to strike. What—she has five eyes? Such talent: to focus one orb on each screen and assimilate all.
Wow, if every one of us could do that every day of our lives, in every component of our lives, the things we could accomplish, the money we could make! Sounds good, doesn’t it? . . . Maybe too good. The price would be too high: loss of self-respect and humility.
Let’s not contribute to a “me-me-me” world. Let’s care.