So ... I've always been a little more mature than my contemporaries. Generally. Maybe. This could probably be argued, but go along with me.
As a result, I've kinda always looked forward to becoming an adult and interacting with other mature people. Being mature together. Doing mature things. Talking maturely about the news. You get the picture. I assumed that people grew up when they grew up.
And then today a man in his 40s with two kids pulled the office equivalent of telling the teacher.
It wasn't even really tattling, because I didn't do anything wrong--he dropped the ball and then went over my head to get his version of events (where it looks like I did something wrong) in with the Bossman first.
Seriously?
Just steal my toy or rub dirt in my hair. Sheesh.
Is this the Real World I've heard so much about?
Not impressed.
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NOPE, not everyone grows up! And those like this man sadly will remain shallow, because rising above that means taking responsibility for your shortcomings/failures! In some way shape of form, truth, always comes out in the end!
We love you and we are very proud of the grown up you!
Aunt Laura
The older I become the more convinced I am that grown-ups are just older kids. Some mature, but some don't seem to much.
You don't actually have to bake me a cake!
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