Topic: Tolerance
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Wed 11/25/20 03:09 AM
As the years pass, have you noticed you have become more tolerant of people, or less intolerant of people?

Sure you can get into the why's or why nots :thinking:



SparklingCrystal πŸ’–πŸ’Ž's photo
Wed 11/25/20 03:26 AM
Funny you ask this as I was thinking about this yesterday!!

For me I think it's both. In general more tolerant, but when it comes to who I want to hang out with and allow in my more personal close circle I think I've become less tolerant as I know better what works for me and what not.

Larsi666 😽's photo
Wed 11/25/20 03:49 AM
Since I had been disappointed so many times, I became less tolerant. But I ignore most people and keep away from them.


Toodygirl5's photo
Wed 11/25/20 08:57 AM

As the years pass, have you noticed you have become more tolerant of people, or less intolerant of people?

Sure you can get into the why's or why nots :thinking:






I feel my tolerance has not changed.

NotPay4Play's photo
Wed 11/25/20 09:46 AM
My tolerance has gone up. I knotice i can drink a lot more these days. drinks drinks drinks drinks drinks drinks

cajunman59's photo
Wed 11/25/20 01:16 PM
I've become more tolerant just because I'm running out of acreage to bury the bodies. Anybody got land for sale?

motowndowntown's photo
Wed 11/25/20 01:35 PM
I've become less tolerant of intolerance.

Rock's photo
Wed 11/25/20 02:45 PM
Same.

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Wed 11/25/20 04:50 PM
At least on the net you can block people. In real life it gets more awkward...

I have become more tolerant and less tolerant. I generally accept anyone, but I am zealous about my time and who I hang with. I guard my friends and my time like a rottweiler.
Time is precious.

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Wed 11/25/20 05:09 PM
I have the tolerance of a saint but that does not mean they have my respect smokin :angel:

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Wed 11/25/20 05:21 PM
I am tolerant.. however I do not appreciate someone demanding tolerance, yet they are not tolerant of anything themselves..

LarchTree's photo
Wed 11/25/20 05:36 PM
β€œ I couldn't find any straw to step upon, so I stepped upon more men. The resentment increased, so did my forward movement. I lost my footing and sat down with sharp abruptness. Unfortunately, it was on a man's head. The next moment he had risen on his hands and knees in wrath, and I was flying through the air. What goes up must come down, and I came down on another man's head.
What happened after that is very vague in my memory. It was like going through a threshing-machine. I was bandied about from one end of the car to the other. Those eighty-four hoboes winnowed me out till what little was lift of me, by some miracle, found a bit of straw to rest uponβ€œ

Jack London, The Road