Badmouth

Ok, this thing happened the past Sunday, so things are a bit foggy now. But here is the gist of what happened. Was taking a bus to meet churchies for dinner. Did not put on headphones as it was a little hassle (I know, I am lazy...). A group of rowdy teenagers boarded the bus, made a huge fuss on where to sit, contributed to noise pollution, and broke the peace that was in the top deck of the bus prior to their arrival.

Now of course I was not thrilled to have them on board. It was Sunday evening, and I just wanted some peace and quiet. Of course I understand them, as teenagers it is only natural for them to get a little noisy in groups. What I was not pleased about is less of the volume, but more of the content of their discussion. I guess they are colleagues working together in some restaurant? They keep talking about some chef, and they also seem to be a little tipsy, guess from drinking after work (even though it was only 7pm). Point is, almost as soon as they got on board, they are constantly badmouthing their chefs and the people they work with. That was almost half an hour of vulgarities spewed onto these poor folks that are not even present to defend themselves.

It was actually on this bus ride that I looked back at the times when I was sitting with my own group of friends, badmouthing those that are not present. And looking back, I must have sounded so uncivilised, so vulgar, so inconsiderate. I was literally disgusted with their conversation, down to every word they were using to put someone down. In a way, I guess it is God trying to let me see what I used to do, and that I should not be doing such ungodly acts in future. While I cannot guarantee that it will never happen, may I be constantly reminded that it makes me look so ugly and sound so uncouth.

Be quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to anger.