Offended

I’m offended. I don’t know why, but I am. There has to be something that offends me. These days everyone is offended by something. It just seems to me that I have a "right" to be offended too.

Several years ago, I had a male employee that told me this story. He said that he was about to enter a store when he noticed a woman that was going to enter behind him. He politely opened the door to allow her to enter first. She stopped and said, "You don’t have to open the door for me because I am a lady." He replied, "I didn’t. I did it because I am a gentleman."

Since the non-religious, non-descriptive winter commercial break is approaching and I don’t want to offend anyone, the following paragraph is my perfect non-offensive statement for the season.

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No doubt someone will be offended and call me a radical right wing racist homophobic terrorist.

PMO
©2011