Susan chaired a property meeting this morning, her first. I couldn’t help being impressed by her level of confidence. Where does she get it from?
Then after work tonight, as I was half way into pulling into a car spot at the shops, I realised someone had left their shopping trolley in that spot. What is the matter with people? I had cars lining up behind me, the one immediately behind was really close and tooting. I became so flustered, even though it wasn’t my fault. I couldn’t help wondering what Susan would have done.
Eventually everyone had to back up, after which I backed out and found a spot that didn’t have a trolley in it. Why do I keep thinking things are my fault when they’re (often, sometimes) not?