It was not to be. Of the 96 other people in the hop so far, about 20 people have signed up for my blog (thank you and I will be visiting shortly!). I know I'm not everyone's cup of tea. More like vodka: intense and may make you alternately giddy and nauseous. So I didn't expect all the hoppers to continue reading indefinitely. I did expect them to join and give me a chance to be all shiny and shit over the next week or so. Also because, um, that was the RULE. As in:
"Rules for the Weekend Blog Walk are simple:
1) Follow your Co-Hosts (1-4 on the Linky) via GFC, Feedburner, Facebook, Twitter and/or Pinterest. Please leave a comment if you are a new follower."
I've suspected for some time that I was in the minority with my rule-following ways. Standing in a long line at the grocery store checkout with my nine items, I've mournfully watched people stroll through the 1-8 item express checkout with their twelve items. I've tried to figure out how to open the public bathroom door without touching it, after seeing Miss Nasty saunter out of her stall and right past the sinks to the door with nary a second glance at me scrubbing my hands. I've struggled to hoist my nine months pregnant belly out of the car, dreading the long shuffle through the August heat to the store entrance, while glaring at the 50ish yoga pants-clad woman walking away from her car parked in the "Expectant mothers and parents with small children" spot right in front of the store. And on it goes.
I'm starting to feel like this guy, but cuter:
My mother used to tell me not to worry about things like this, because God would make everything fair in the end. Even at nine years old I was skeptical of this theory. As far as I can tell, people who take without giving just end up with more stuff. So I'm torn. Should I abandon all consideration for other people and societal norms and reap the obvious benefits? Or should I continue being a good girl and listen to my conscience?
That was a rhetorical question; I already know what you're going to say. After all, it's not fun if everyone starts breaking the rules, is it? Someone has to hold up the pyramid:
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Thanks WeVerb12 for the prompt. Even though I didn't quite follow it:
Do you actively listen to your inner voice/conscience? Describe a time this year you heard and responded to it.