Fiendin'

Your gas light is on. There’s a gas station in 7 miles, but you opt to get to the gas station that’s 20 miles away since it’s cheaper. However, you know that you can really only make it another 19 miles. Still, you try to make it to the farther gas station, because you are the exception. Although for other people in a similar situation with a similar vehicle, their car will break down, YOU get the bright idea that YOU are the exception. So, you go for it. What happens? It breaks down.

You meet this guy at a party who just seems like God’s gift to Earth. He’s handsome, suave, and quite intelligent. You guys swap Facebooks. When you look on his wall, you see a plethora of women clamoring for his attention, blowing up his wall with look-at-me comments. You get the player-vibe, but you ignore it. You continue to talk to him, text him, until finally you agree to a date with him. You know that he isn’t looking for anything serious. Hell, his hints throughout the dinner conversation couldn’t be more clear! But of course, you get the bright idea that YOU are the exception. So, you go for it. What happens? You just become one of the many “exceptions” on his Facebook wall, trying to get his attention.

Your first midterm for an especially difficult college class is coming up. Normally, you are a very bright student. High school was a breeze, so college should be too, right? You rationalize that you don’t need to study and that your “exceptional” smarts will get you a decent grade in the class. You feel bad for your peers who have to study for hours, while you can do nothing. So, you get the bright idea to blow off studying to hang out with your friends. Maybe, you skim the book a few times the day before the exam. What happens? You fail the midterm.

Our sense of entitlement as human beings is ridiculous. We want everyone to follow the rules, but of course, exceptions can be made for us. We’ve been fed too much of that unique snowflake bullshit to know better.

Now, don’t get me wrong. You are a unique individual. God, or whatever entity you’re praising, has shaped you into this pretty little mold. Problem is, we think we’re too special. We think certain things don’t apply to us. Yes, I realize there are exceptions to every rule. But… why do we all think we are the exception? Our lives would be a hell of a lot easier if we could just look at the signs and make a logical conclusion, rather than thinking we are “one in a million”. Sorry dear, you are not the exception.