Why is it that some people can send you into full rage mode without even truly doing anything?

Perhaps they breath a little too loudly for you, and the next thing you know, you have a pen (obviously one of those pens you steal from banks, why waste a quality one) ready to pierce their throat and stop them from breathing for eternity.

I hate it, because then I seem like the one in the wrong. Which, clearly, I’m not.

And how else do you explain that?
“Oh, no! You don’t get it, they’re in the wrong here. They were breathing!”

Yet, we can also go to the complete opposite end of the spectrum.
When someone who we just think is the coolest thing since sliced bread does something utterly terrible, we don’t even care. They could spit on our face and we wouldn’t care. In fact, we would probably vow right there to never again bathe in an effort to preserve this precious gift from a god.

Humans are weird.

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