My son, Charlie, is a stickler for rules. He desires an orderly world filled with people who adhere to every custom, law, and norm.
He cannot abide even a slight bending of rules, which creates stress and tension for him when I seek to bend and break any and every rule that seems unnecessary and ridiculous.
Poor kid.
This is a perfect example of the kind of thing that makes him crazy.
“I don’t get it,” he said. “How hard is it to replace the manhole cover so the lines match?”
“Does it really matter?” I asked.
“YES IT DOES!” he shouted.
It’s tough to be a rule follower.
