I can be pretty immature sometimes, feeling the need to take it upon myself to bring justice to this world.  And this world has too much melodrama.  Ever see an acquaintance on the streets and ask him how he’s doing, only to be met with a mopey “well, I’ve been better” with no further explanation?  Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about.

Or how about a colleague who unnecessarily complicates matters by insisting that insignificant rules are melodramatically important for no more reason than simply because s/he is in charge of enforcing the rule? Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about.

In good moods, I do a decent job of rolling with things and not fighting the melodrama.  In not so great moods, I tend to immaturely challenge the melodramatic offender.  “What do you mean you’ve been better?  What’s not to love about the day?”  “You know, mixologically speaking, the hot and cold water mix together anyway regardless of which one you turn on first.”

I’ll dig and push and challenge until the person has no choice but to admit that s/he was melodramatically exaggerating, and then walk away with their tail tucked between their legs.  Yes, unnecessary melodrama is one of my biggest pet peeves.  But no, I don’t really need to exercise vigilante justice to beat it down.  I really should just roll with it.  Maybe I’d have more friends that way.