Man have a big EGO.
My sgt and officers always want me to greet them. Somehow, it will boost their ego and make them feel good and respected.
I have always refused. Their ego is hurt. They knock me down. I loathe them more.
Someone needs to teach them that respect and praises have to be earned, not commanded, and they come from the heart, not the mouth.
I can purposely lose to a friend in pool to make him feel good in front of his girlfriend. If I can disregard my ego, my dear officers, why can't thou?
I am but a mere mortal like you are. I also feel good when people comment that I become fitter, better looking blah blah blah.
But I am the master of my tiny ego. You, my sad SIRS, have been possessed by your gigantic ego.
I have only sympathy for you.
Sunday, June 29, 2003
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