How stubborn are you? Some might call themselves “adamantly decided” or “unswayably determined” or some such rot. But the hard truth is we are a stubborn lot. I am not using the word “stubborn” in a negative connotation, so don’t take it that way. Woggle back from the brink of stubborn close-mindediousness. Stubborn can be a good thing, especially when it involves the resolve to make positive changes (such as drinking more water, exercising, reading more, discussing instead of arguing). Being stubborn can be good.
Having said that…..brace yourself! Being stubborn isn’t always a good idea. Have you ever noticed how stupid and stubborn go hand-in-hand sometimes? It’s not that we, as humans, are inherently idiots. Well………not ALL of us. There are some who seem to be stubborn about that issue too. Like the person who goes through the drive thru to place 20 special orders, or the person in the “express” check-out with enough groceries to go on a walking tour of the Nile, or the person who chats on their cell while standing in line at the coffee shop until they get to the counter and suddenly seem to forget why they are there and what language they speak.
I was told the story of a Cop (by a Cop) who was working night shift in the “wilderness” of the very rural part of the county. As this officer was patrolling one of the single lane roads, his headlights revealed a goat standing in the road. The officer stopped his cruiser and honked his horn. The goat just stood there staring at the car.
The officer hit his siren…still the goat stood there staring at the cruise. The cop tried the spotlight and lightbar lighting the road up like a crime scene. The goat was not impressed, undeterred, and unmoving.
Finally, the cop decided a tazer might be more effective, so he walked up to the goat, and tazed the goat in the rump. The goat pooped, but didn’t move.
By now the cop was pretty ticked off, so he got back in his cruiser, floored the accelerator, and drove around the goat. Looking in his rearview mirror, he saw the goat still standing in the road.
What’s the purpose of this little tale? I liked it and wanted to share it. So there!