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I have long since touted myself not only a braver of, but a thriver in awkward situations. Grammar experts, please hold your comments on the last statement; I have no time for that at the moment. Since I was old enough to reason, figure, understand and empathize, I have recognized that some of life’s most uncomfortable or strange situations occur not only daily, but happen all around us on a constant basis, and it’s how we handle (or don’t handle) them that can bring us to a closer level of understanding ourselves, or people in general. Maybe it’s my sense of humor that makes these situations stand out for me, but it can’t be that alone. Because I keep them with me, even after the fact. They’re not monumental happenings, believe me; I’m not being dramatic or trying to sound smart. They’re just simple occurrences that make me think about people in different ways, all the time.
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I wrote a post yesterday that is so similar to this it’s not even funny. This one is better… I absolutely love the style in which you told this story. I’m going to forgo today’s post to post the back-up I wrote yesterday. In an homage to this. Because it’s that good. Kicks the ass of my post. How did you not tell me this story?
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