There are two phone conversations I’m trying not to listen to–difficult because I can hear every word. These people think they are having a private chat but the rest of us know that the girl in row five is incensed with her boyfriend and the man a few seats up  has, for reasons we can only guess,  found it necessary to state over and over that he is a very busy person.

Something has been lost with the advent of this media-mad world. It is a sense of delicacy. I just feel funny around someone who would have such a private conversation in such a public place. In fact, it is in dreadfully, exceedingly enormously bad taste. I am sure these are good people. One of them may even help me with my big, overstuffed bags. But please, self-importance is not the same as self-worth. The first is loud and embarrassing; the second is quiet and dignified.

Self-importance is not the same as self-worth. is a post from: Terry Diebold on the Value of Self Worth