I take for granted too often that people are going to like me. My Mom even wrote her observation of me in the Baby Book "Our Baby's First Seven Years" that "Eric loves everyone, and he was quite sure everyone felt the same way about him. But he discovered this may not be true, and this was a blow from which he has not recovered." Still haven't, I guess.
I still underestimate what people may not like about me. From this point on, this is a fictional and funny essay.
I walked into the store yesterday, and I asked the first person I met there, "do you like me"? He said "I don't know. Do you follow all the rules?" he asked. I said no. "So no, I don't like you" he said. So I went to the next person, a girl this time, and I asked her, "do you like me"? "I don't know," she said. So I said, "I don't follow all the rules". She replied, "Then I like you!" But, she asked, "whose rules don't you follow?" I said, "the bosses". "Oh yeah, I still like you!" she said. "I don't follow all their rules either". At this point, the first guy overheard my conversation with the girl. "I don't follow all the boss's rules either," he said. "So, I guess I like you!" I thought, you just never know. Ya just never know.....
Carefree Highway essay for Aug.10, 2025