As a kid, and even a teenager, I remember being intrigued by the concept of adulthood. I was an only child for almost ten years and many members of my family are childless (or were during much of my childhood), so I sometimes felt like the only one my age in a world of grown-ups.
Adulthood seemed to me a time of great responsibility and maturity (as it should be). When I was in junior high, I found myself annoyed and at the same time bored with the note-passing, gossip and drama at school and in the neighborhood.
In high school, it was worse. I couldn't wait to turn 18. I remember girls coming to school and just acting like the world was over because of a bad hair day, and teenage boys acting like 10-year-olds, especially when we went to the mall in groups and had to essentially leave them at the arcade while we took care of more important matters, i.e. shopping and people-watching.
High school just seemed like a powder keg of drama and I didn't want to get caught up in it. My parents always assured me that, when I got to college, and eventually out into the larger world, I would not encounter this kind of chaos anymore, that we would all essentially grow out of it. I really believed them. I was certain that everyone automatically matured just because they got older.
Instead, I found as I grew up that the drama continued, to some degree. I'm still appalled to hear reports of adults duking it out at Walmart on Black Friday over a flat-screen TV, or even trampling people to death just to get in the door. (Thankfully, I didn't see any reports of that this year).
Or take the ridiculous drama that plays out on social media. At least once a week, I come across a post where an adult is ranting about another's behavior or otherwise complaining about some one in such a way that you know they hope the alleged offender sees or hears about it. Or the person posting wants you to ask about it so they can report the juicy details of whatever happened without being accused of shaming the guilty party publicly.
Then, there are grown folks who actually give others the silent treatment for extended periods of time, refusing to communicate after a disagreement, just for the sake of holding a grudge. I understand if some one's angry and they say, "Hey, I need some time to cool down," but then agree to talk things over. But to just shut down and refuse to speak when some one is making a fair attempt to resolve an issue- I don't get it. Life's too short for that.
Some people will do anything for attention, or to avoid taking responsibility. Take the guy who wanted to sue Popeye's a few weeks ago because they didn't give him a plastic knife for his chicken when he ordered at the drive-thru.
He claimed that, because he lacked the means to cut up his food, he had to eat with his hands and tear off chunks of meat with his teeth, forcing him to take such large bites that he choked and had to be hospitalized. Really? And that's the restaurant's fault that he literally bit off more than he could chew? He eventually withdrew the lawsuit, amid considerable flak he received on social media.
I won't say I'm perfect, but I really do try to steer clear of drama because it pulls you down like quicksand. Some may find it entertaining, but that's what they made reality TV and sitcoms for. You can observe people's drama without actually having to deal with it.
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