What's Wrong

What's wrong? It's a simple question; it seems easy enough. Where do I begin? I begin with people, society brethren. I'm sure there are nice ones out there, but I'm really having a hard time finding these people.

I'm sure you are saying, "What's wrong Janet, I'm a nice person." I'm sure you are, but I'm not seeing you on a regular basis. What's wrong is, I'm seeing the selfish drivers on the road and the oblivious cell phone set of chattering teeth at the store.

I'm dealing with rude obnoxious people who think the world revolves specifically for their convenience. In fact these people probably don't retain enough analytical thought to realize the world turns at all, that's what's wrong.

Imagine driving down the street minding your own business when all of a sudden a fellow motorist, too self absorbed to properly operate his vehicle almost blindsides you. Most of the time a colorful array of descriptive words can be heard, what's wrong is the anger is displaced from the lips of a selfish idiot.

The big question is how many losers it will take to form a line. How many you got, it's sure to be a very long line, if it hits the ocean can we let a few drown? Okay, maybe just get them a little bit wet, ya think they will humble it up a bit? Probably not and that's what's wrong.

Being aware of ones surroundings is essential to survival; don't turn your back if you want to survive. People of the world don't care about anyone but themselves, sad but true.

I myself was in a situation where my selfishness for the sake of family made me do the wrong thing, that's what's wrong. My daughter and I went on a trip to Baltimore and while we were traipsing around in the rain down by the inner harbor we witnessed a mother, father and very young child being chased by a terrifying homeless person who refused to take "No" for an answer.

I told my daughter to stay put and I attempted to get in the middle of this horrifying situation and my daughter grabbed me crying and said, "Mommy don't leave me". How could I have, I knew it was wrong but looking down at my daughter, soaking wet and frightened, I just watched as this family ran across the street with the shouting beggar at their heals.

We stood there helpless; other people passed us by eluding the situation as well. We rushed to find the police and hoped the family would be okay. That entire night and every night since then I think of what happened. I know I could have done more than I did but the safety of my daughter was my only concern and if something would have happened to me who would be there for her.

But that situation wouldn't even be a factor in most peoples minds they would have ran and ignored it, just like they ignore everybody else. This is what's wrong.

Please, if I ever get so bitter that I become one of the ugly people, take a club and hit me over the head. I'm not kidding, knock me out, please. Maybe when I awake, I will have seen the error of my ways and be a better person, then nothing will be wrong.