Cutting slack

Just thinking that unless we’re saints, none of us have no one that doesn’t annoy us a little bit. And no one’s a saint; even saints.

That’s perhaps a complex triple negative, but what I mean is that even the people we “love” have little things that annoy us about them. They interrupt, they go on about themselves, they never pay their fair share….

So no one’s perfect. Even the people were the most fond of. That, to me implies we should simply cut more people some slack: if even the people we love annoy us, then the strangers on the bus are of course potentially going to try our patience even more. But we cut the people we love some slack, even though they annoy us, so let’s cut the people on the bus, train, in the office, a tiny, tiny bit of that slack, and see what happens.

I’m not explaining it that well, but…the fact that we can cut the people we love some slack, means we have that capacity. So let’s stretch it a little bit, to the strangers around us, who are going through their own version of the same shit we’re going through. It’s not saying cut everyone the same amount of slack, or large amounts of slack; it’s just saying try cutting a tiny bit more than you might otherwise. And report back in a week.