Maybe there are more than 2 types of people in the world… (DUH)… but for today’s conversation, let’s just break them down to 2.
Rule Followers (RFs)
Rule Breakers (RBs)
Now let’s add a little twist and give those 2 sub-types.
Enlightened Rule Followers (ERFs)
Enlightened Rule Breakers (ERBs)
I’d be the Rule Breaker type. So I’ll just put that out there right up front. There was a day when I lived a RB kind of life, but I’ve now graduated to the enlightened group. Let me explain.
There are such vast differences in perception between RBs and RFs that often they can’t get along with each other at all.
The down side of the rule breaker category, I must admit, is living outside the law, and that is not good. But the upside RBs are the innovators, the creative sorts, often entrepreneurs that just dare the world to tell them something is impossible so they can go out and make it happen.
Those at the low end of the RF category are pointing fingers at those who break out of the norm and sometimes push the envelope to the limit.
So, there can be a lot of judgment going back and forth between the 2 groups even though it is these very differences that make the world go around.
The enlightened ones on both side have a lot going for them. Having dropped their judgments about people who think entirely different from them, they are now open to enjoy and revel in the unique and special talents of the opposite group.
One of my best friends is the ultimate Rule Follower. She follows the rules, TO THE LETTER no matter what. Don’t try to get her to fudge on anything. She doesn’t go even one mile over the speed limit, always uses her blinkers, gets off the phone when there is lightning, etc. You get the picture.
Me being a rule breaker, I ignore all of those at times. And some of them ALL THE TIME. Speed limit? What’s that?
So, how can we be the best of friends?
It is the word ‘enlightened’ that makes the difference.
When I suggest that she do something that might be a slight infraction of ‘the rules’, she starts to explain why she can’t. And… even as she starts, I say, “Oh yea, you’re a rule follower.” And then we both laugh.
You can’t make a person go against their basic nature and, we should all give up on trying. We’d be a lot happier.
When I tell her my hair-brained ideas, or wend a wild tale about something that seems too far out to be possible, she just cheers me on.
Breaking the rules seems as impossible to her and keeping them is for me, but we take joy in the differences and use them for comic relief.
Secretly… I think there is a hidden rule breaker somewhere inside her… that lives vicariously thru me.