Leaving Beijing to fly to Cambodia (via Seoul) I found myself in “game on travel mode.” Elbows out, I approached boarding the plane as if I were a defensive lineman and I was trying take anyone in my path out.
Plopping in my seat, I reflected for a bit on my less than gentle approach. A bit too quickly my thinking went to “well that’s life in China.” Public transportation does require a certain amount of aggressiveness or you’ll never get on the subway or off the bus or hail a taxi. It does.
If I had a nickel for every time over the years that I have heard, “When in Rome, do as the Romans,” I wouldn’t need to take public transportation. And it’s appropriate to adjust to an environment. What I’m getting at isn’t about transportation at all, it’s about how I shifted the blame and justified to myself the (in that context) unnecessarily aggressive approach I had.
Here’s what I texted a friend: I want to blame China, but they are my elbows.
What’s one thing you tell yourself to shift the blame and justify acting in ways you know you shouldn’t.