Valuable lesson

I've come to realize that the most valuable lesson the Old Woman ever taught me was that, despite my obvious cuteness and talents and abilities, the World Does NOT owe me anything.

Of course, when she was lecturing me about my less than decent behavior, I thought she was just being boring and dull. But, as I look around me . . . I suspect that one of the characteristics that defines how successful individual humans are in their own lives depends upon whether they believe the world owes them something or not.

From the moron who thinks their need to arrive at their destination 1 minute faster justifies putting my life in danger to the aging punk rocker who is slowly drinking himself to death to the no longer teen pop sensation who functions like an over grown 14 year old to the "man-babies" I hear about so often from my friends, it seems to me that there are an awful lot of humans sitting around, watching their navels intently, and waiting for the good life to drop in their laps.

On the flip side, I know plenty of humans who work hard for what they have . . . and appreciate it all the more for it.

I've talked to people about the whole phenomena of some people's "sense of entitlement" which I always thought meant money or power or attention . . . but, now I think that perhaps it means people who think the world owes them something because at one time they were clever or cute or because they were born.

Obviously, I've either sobered up . . . or had way way too much to drink.