>Low maintenance? You make the call.

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>Sometimes I wish I was high maintenance.  And I don’t mean in the dating sense, but in the sitting in the drive-thru trying to order tacos from In-N-Out Burger high maintenance.  I wonder what it’s like to be one of those people who takes five minutes to order at a drive-thru with three items on the menu or conduct business at an ATM.  Then again, I worry about being to high maintenance.  I try to roll with the punches with regard to life’s mundane moments.  Half the time, I don’t even think about changing whatever is on the menu or know that you can change it.  I never knew you could coordinate a hostile takeover of a corporation at an ATM.  I mean I assume that’s what those folks are doing who stand there for so long.

My parents & other related adults never let me or my sister become high maintenance.  In my family, you either dealt with whatever was presented to you or you got into trouble.  So what if we whined and complained, we needed to learn to adapt.  It made us better adults.  We aren’t the people still writing checks at Cost Plus.  We are your friends who don’t really care what you order on a pizza.  We can pick off whatever toppings don’t appeal because raising hell about pizza toppings isn’t going to be life changing.

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