Inconsistency

Correct me if I’m wrong, but the lack of consistency in almost anything annoys many of us.

When you order soup at a restaurant and if that soup has an annoyingly inconsistent texture, it almost immediately spoils the experience of dining.

You put on some makeup and when that powder you have on becomes inconsistent and patchy, it ruins your mood to leave home.

These are all inanimate things that we purchase or own, and still somewhat have control over and every right to feel some way about.

But what happens when it comes to the people in our lives? Should we reject inconsistency as immediately? Or do we then have to force ourselves to understand and accept that we humans cannot stay the same way all day every day?

Where do we draw the line with acceptance, before we decide that we are being taken for a ride?

It’s never easy.

While inconsistency from a human feels sickening, confusing and irritating, we can neither immediately reject the person nor tolerate it for longer than it should be tolerated.

The consistency for this situation: sticky