I confess, I’m allergic to bullshit of any kind. Whether that’s outright lies or embellishments of varying degrees, I am disinclined to listen to it. The moment my bullcrap radar registers a solitary blip, my listening devices completely shut down.
I can’t help it either. It’s literally a physiological reaction. Simply put, I don’t have time for it. Either tell it to me straight and true or shut the hell up.
I believe my reaction is based upon the fact that I don’t douse truth with any kind of malarkey. It doesn’t suit who I am at my core. Those people closest to me understand this, and I’d like to think they appreciate that about me. I hope they’ve come to expect it. That they count on me for the brutal truth.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m certainly not cruel about it but I will call it like it is. I guess it could be considered my trademark. Funny thing is, if a person doesn’t like it, I won’t change who I am to appease them.
Bottom line – be who you are always.