Day 11 - Being Polite

It's true that I have been known as a bitch because I am brutally honest most the time. Even though that has been said there is no deny that I am still a polite person. I'm not even sure that I was raised to be one necessarily but some where along the way I picked it up and I'm grateful.

No matter who I'm talking to I always say thank you and please. Doesn't matter if you're a stranger that holds the door open for me or my friend of twenty years I put a very large effort into always being polite. I say Bless You to anyone who sneezes no matter where I am as well. I often get really weird stares when I bless people in the store or walking down the street. It's not that weird to me but I like to think that they are happy that someone did that.

It drives me really crazy when people don't say please when asking for things. I feel like when they don't that they are demanding of the person rather then asking for something. I'm not sure why I let it annoy me so much but I catch myself telling people Please for other people all the time. This happens most with couples I know. People that have been together for years and I guess they just don't feel like they need to be nice anymore. It's sad and I hope I never treat someone I love like that. Although I'm sure not many people are as sensitive about it as I am since there's such a lack of it.

Another thing that agitates me is when people don't hold the door open for other or don't say thank you when you do. Is it so hard to mutter two words when someone is being polite? Or to hold a door open when you're clearly going through it right before someone instead of letting it slam on them?? I have notice this happens more often the older I get. As if people just aren't teaching manners anymore, which wouldn't surprise me in the least.

Maybe this was more of a rant more than anything but I'm ok with that :)

*Lindsey and I 2009