Friday, January 27, 2012

Breaking the rules...

So, I had checked on for my flight and was headed into the security checkpoint when a man decided to break the rules, right in from of me. Instead of walking through the maze of rope and stanchion barriers in the empty cue, he went right under them.

There was nobody in the cue to complain about his flagrant violation, and he did look pretty spectacular for a late 50s guy with a sweet comb-over and a Hawaiian print shirt, ducking under dragging his suitcase behind.

I dutifully followed the designated back and forth path to end up right behind him again while the TSA agent looked over his credentials. It made me wonder why he did it, and why I didn't do it? Is there even a rule against it? Does it matter?

But that is just like us, isn't it? We make up rules for our own conscience sake. We will pick and choose what rules we follow. We criticize and condemn others for breaking our made up rules.

In the end Hawaiian shirt guy didn't hurt anyone or anything, except for maybe his cool factor (although wearing the shirt itself might have already zeroed out any cool points that he had left after the comb-over). He didn't break any laws. He just did something I wouldn't do, is that so wrong?

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