When we were eating, family style with 8 other people, at Mrs. Wilkes Boarding House in Savannah, one of the gentlemen was talking about a trip he had taken recently and concluded his story with "Yup, you meet good people wherever you go." And his statement kind of knocked me on my ass. He just seemed so... convinced. It was his unquestionable world view that, obviously, you'll meet good people wherever you go.
And call me a product of a cranky New England upbringing, but I have never once thought that. I know perfectly well that there ARE good people wherever you go, but I've never been convinced of it in such a particular way as that man was. He fully expected to meet really good people wherever he went.
I fully expect to meet ignorant or distant or rude people wherever I go. Yikes. And the thing is, I've never heard any friend or family member or stranger express the sentiment that he did. So I think, unfortunately, that my assumptions are more common than his.
But I'd like to hear from you - when you go out into the world, do you assume you're on your way to meet good people or do you assume you're gonna encounter some assholes?
Tell me in the comments.