|Choosing to not indulge in schadenfreude
||[Oct. 20th, 2012|04:05 pm]
Today as I was running an errand near home, I passed by a McDonald's. Outside, there were two elderly women and an elderly man waving signs at the passing cars that said, "REJECT R-74!!" It was already raining, and as I waited at the light near the McDonald's it turned into a torrential downpour that made me turn the wipes up to the highest setting. I looked into the rearview mirror and they were still there, waving signs and getting drenched.
Now, while a younger me might have taken some pleasure in that, the me of today felt sad. I was sad that three people needed to go out and express their hatred so publicly that they were willing to stand in very heavy rain just to wave signs. I did not feel the urge to yell at them, or get out and get in their faces because really, that wouldn't have helped a single bit and I'd look like an asshole.
So, when the light changed, I drove on and hoped that they would come to their senses and get out of the rain and into some drier clothing.