I don't want to get used to you.

Wait. Who?

I don't want to get used to you.

If getting used to you means losing the thrill I get when I hear your voice, or the flutters in my belly that come alive when I feel your touch, or the wonder in my eyes when I stare at your face...

I don't want it.

I'm pretty good with love pieces, right? 🙃

Well.

Today's nothing about love. I wanted you to see how getting used to something can make us see it as less intriguing and more usual or needless.

If 'see-finish' will make me stop adoring my loved ones, I don't want to see them finish.

Unfortunately, that's not the case with the average human when it comes to courtesy or simple social rules.

This week, I've been put off by some behaviors from strangers. And even colleagues at work.

Let me tell you the things I observed.

No respect for personal space: I understand that kids will always be kids, but I think they should be taught not to peek into a stranger's phone or even attempt to drag it from them. A ten-year-old? I was put off and I had to go inside the restroom for a while to avoid her disturbance. If a grown-up does that, I'm blasting them right away.

Interrupting speech: I think allowing others to have a say is important in conversations. Ignoring others or constantly interrupting is rude. It makes me keep to myself and be as passive as possible. For others, it might diminish their self-esteem.

“Thank You” and “Please”: Using "thank you" and "please" is a simple way to show respect, yet some people forget to use them. Even people you pay for services should be thanked. I remember how the passengers in the cab I boarded yesterday looked at me when I thanked the driver after alighting. What if the man drove into a trailer?

Thank you for safety, please.

All through these three experiences I had, I kept my calm and tried to address it as civil as possible.

I think we can carve out sanity in an insane world if we try to be as courteous as possible.

Which of the above have you experienced before?

Let me know in the comments section.

Yours Mindfully,

Tolulope Dada. ❤️