I’ve posted in the past about assumption, and how it’s the mother of all f*ck-ups. But if I recall correctly, it was a rant, because someone incorrectly assumed something of me. Which brings me back to my original statement. Assumption is definitely the mother of all f*ck-ups.
One assumption leads to another, and then before you know it, there’s a herd of drama llamas on the loose, and then there’s a shit storm. Nobody likes a shit storm.
Shit storms leave relationships, job, and entire families in ruins. So it’s best to not assume. Get the facts, observe, observe some more, and draw conclusions. But never jump to conclusions, because that just stirs the shit storm’s pot.
And unless you’re ready to eat a lot of f*cking worms, it’s best to not open any cans by making assumptions or jumping to conclusions.
Am I being too corny today? I’m suddenly in rare form – which is good. It means I’m in a good mood. I should be in a crappy mood, given the cold rain today. Today’s tea is mighty hot and tasty.