A Tire Swing Story is a bite-sized "imagining" inspired by an object I discover while wandering. It could be a curbside trash gem or a message sprayed on a wall. A lost mitten, or an antique store find. Anything goes. I photograph the object and post them together, the story and its inspiration. There will be a new story every Monday and Wednesday. On Fridays, I'll discuss writing, life, love, and coffee. (In no particular order and maybe all at once.)

Friday, May 18, 2012

Casual Fridays: Lilacs and petty crimes

Hi guys. It's Britt. Today I want to talk about assumptions. But first, let me tell you something. In the spring, when the lilacs are in bloom, I steal them. I pick them from people's yards, from libraries, schools, churches--wherever.

Now, if you came across this blond girl swiping your flowers, here's what you might assume:

This girl is a real jerk.

But what you wouldn't know, is that I only ever take a few stems, and that I do it because when I was a little girl, my sisters and I used to steal lilacs from the neighbour's tree to bring home to Mom. And though she told us it was wrong to take them, our trailer filled with the sweet smell and we knew Mom was secretly touched.

Every day, people around us do assy things. They cut in front of us in line, they take the last remaining seat on the streetcar, they talk too loudly when we're trying to read. And it's easy to be frustrated or angered by their thoughtlessness. But we can't make assumptions about where they're at. I'm not advocating for bad behavior, just suggesting that people's stupid moves are not really about us.

And it's best not to assume. Anything really.

Have fun this long weekend, story-makers. See you back here on Monday. 
Britt xo

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