I spent much of this week trying to think of a topic for the next post in this series. Then, as is typical, it hit me and was as clear as could be. After having picked up my second coffee of the day from a fast-food drive-thru, the light bulb went off.
Almost every work day I trust other people, from the moment I leave my house to the minute I lock my front door at night. What do I know about any of the people who make the food I buy; who share the road with me at 70+ miles an hour; who live their lives in the same world of semi-interaction? And even more relevant, would I want to know more?
There’s a comfort that comes from ignorance which seems universal. I’m a happier person because I’m able to let things go, trusting that those around me will act in a responsible fashion. I trust that those who make my coffee in the morning aren’t adding in a bit of cat urine. Those around me trust that I’m not going to test my crash-dummy skills on the highway.
Unfortunately, this trust is why some events are so quick to make the news. When someone breaks that trust it’s a temporary shock to the system. Think of the stunned silence that rolled across the country after Gabby Giffords‘ shooting. However, even when someone breaks the trust in as emphatic and tragic a manner as Giffords’ shooter, we still fall quickly back into the same trust we held before, with a slightly more cautious manner.
Just for a moment, think of all the things we trust others to handle. Don’t dwell too long though, paranoia is no one’s friend.
“There is no way to be completely happy without being oblivious to the world around you.” ~ Maredith Close