I am a rule follower. Sometimes I hate that fact about myself.
On the way home ... sitting at a traffic light ... waiting to turn left. The turning left lane has a red light, which is stupid because there are times when there is little/no traffic on this particular road. It doesn't need a red light. I needs a green-yield-when-traffic-is-coming light. But I sit and wait. Wishing I could go ahead and turn. After all, there's no one around to see me break the rule.
Parking at our local public library ... the lot is one way. To get out you have to turn left onto another one way street. (Our city is notorious for its one-way streets.) The exit is about 5 feet from another street. One that would be quite convenient to get to except that you'd have to turn right. But you can't turn right because it is a one-way street. The other way.
Now I've seen people turn right so they could get to the convenient street without having to go around the block. It burns me when people do that. Because I can't. I won't. Because it is against the rules.
Walking into Walmart, the doors are marked "Enter" and "Exit". I'm not sure why because no one seems to pay any attention to them. Except me. I go in the "Enter" door and out the "Exit" door. Every. single. time.
I try to break the rules ... I long to ... but I just can't. At least most of the time.
Speed limits are still optional. :)
So I ask you ... is it a good thing to be a rule follower? Does that show a sign of maturity? Or does it just make me uptight?
I like to think I'm being a good example to my kids. Showing them that there are rules for a reason. Without rules there would be chaos. And that wouldn't be very much fun.
But sometimes I wonder.