“Rules, rules, rules, why do there have to be so many rules?” The homeless woman in Maui voiced her frustration while my family was on vacation a few years ago. The rule in quwall sign saying wall that said no smoking within twenty feet. We were on an outdoor patio of a fast-food restaurant. I had just asked her friend to smoke his cigarette elsewhere. He said he would. He understood, but she clearly looked at it differently.
Rules can be an inconvenience
She wanted to do as she pleased. Having to stand in the parking lot to smoke her cigarette was an inconvenience to her. But, on the other hand, I am happy that there are rules to make my life more enjoyable, not to make me suffer because she disagrees and decides to smoke one table over from my family.
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