I Could Probably Blame This on Menopause

Yeah, I probably could blame this feeling on menopause but I am not going to because it gets blamed for enough.  I am going to credit, not blame, but credit this to maturity because good God Almighty if I ain't there now it just ain't gonna happen.  What may you ask am I talking about?  Let me issue a disclaimer here that I mentioned to my friend Elaine a couple of weeks ago that I felt a 'rant' coming on.  Well, it has just kinda built up to the point that I have to let it go!  I find that as I get older I just do not have the patience for grown folk that act like they are 10 years old!!!  I want to tell them to grow the hell up!  It just gripes the tar out of me to see grown people pout and act like they have been treated so unjustly because their every whim is not met.  Take some flippin' responsibility yourself and don't wait for everything to come to you like you are a damn queen or king on a throne waiting for everyone else to be at your beck and call.  I mean, REALLY?  I am truly amazed at how some people have such a high opinion of themselves.  And before anybody takes this personally let me just interject here that I am not talking about 1 or 2 people here but it seems to be the majority of the people I have interacted with lately.  I can't tell you how many people that I have had a conversation with in the past month or so who had to tell me how somebody hurt their feelings!  Well whoopee!  Do you think that you are going to go through life without being hurt?  I promise you everybody is not out to get you because the reality of it is most of us just ain't that important!  I want to say, 'grow up and develop a thicker skin'.  Followed real close with, "when did everything get to be about you?"  I am reminded of a quote that seems very appropriate here.  "If people spent more time talking to each other than about each other, how much better the world would be."  Thank you for letting me bend your ear.  I feel better.  I try to be a good listener and am always confidential with what people tell me but sometimes, well I just run out of patience.  I see far too many people who would be justified in feeling sorry for themselves and don't to have patience with those folks who would rather dwell on how someone hurt their feelings than count their blessings.  I personally would rather count my blessings and they are far too many to list.  To be continued I am sure.