I'll Be the Judge of That

I can sometimes maybe on occasion not on purpose be a tad little teeny-tiny bit judgmental. I can't always help it, its just the way my brain works. I'm working on it, but I'm a work-in-progress.

I judge people who drink, especially if they drink too much, because I just don't see the point. It tastes gross and makes you do dumb stuff.

I judge people whose kids look like they just rolled out of bed. But I'm a parent. I know that little girls don't always let you brush their hair. And sometimes they insist on wearing pink shorts and pink Romo jerseys and pink shoes. I do take it seriously though when its the middle of winter and I see kids without a jacket and its freezing outside. That deserves a little judgement.

I judge people who can't spell, because its always come so naturally to me I don't realize its not second nature to others. I seriously proof-read everything. Billboards, marquees, other people's blogs, facebook updates. I pick out the typos and shake my head, wondering how people got through middle school, when they can't even spell school.

I judge people who smoke. I don't understand what makes someone start smoking in the first place. You had to know you'd get addicted, now you're paying $6 for a pack of cigarettes. Bet you're rethinking that decision. Smoking is disgusting, no matter what.

I judge other people's fashion choices. Don't people own mirrors? I wonder what they were thinking leaving the house in that mesh tank top and fanny pack. But maybe they thought they looked good.

I judge people for watching dumb stuff on TV. I don't watch that much TV, my kids are TV tyrants and I just can't justify sitting on my butt all day to watch stuff that will not make anyone any smarter. And I just don't get why people like Dancing with the Stars. That's the worst show ever.

I judge people by the contents of their shopping carts. Why are people only buying horrible fattening convenience food and zero fruits and vegetables? Hamburger Helper isn't helping anyone. Just cause something is convenient doesn't mean its healthy. I may eat my share of cookies, but I also eat more than enough fruits and vegetables, and so do my kids. Same goes for David, even if that means I have to peel an orange for him. Fish sticks and macaroni are not a balanced meal.

I judge people with different opinions than me. How could you possibly think that? What is the deal? I suppose they're entitled to their opinion, even if they have no facts to back it up. I'm not changing my mind though.

I'm not trying to judge people. I don't really want to. But I'm not sure I know how to stop. Sometimes our mean girl society enables judgmental behavior. If a guy has lots of girlfriends he is applauded, but when a girl even thinks about more than one boy she is a slut. We're all quick to judge each other, without knowing anything about the circumstances.

And maybe my opinion isn't the only one that matters. Some people think Hamburger Helper is helpful.