Did your mom make you write thank you notes after your birthdays and Christmas? Mine did. It sure instilled me with great morals and ideals and a healthy sense of guilt when I stopped doing it as regularly as I should.
In recent years I have become more and more cynical, bitter and all around shitty. But I still feel like Thank You notes are important. So here is what I propose. Thank you notes to people who didn't kill you for being an asshole to them. You cut someone off on your bike? If they didn't run you off, send them a thank you note. Stare for 3 seconds too long at the 300lb, 6'3 African American gentlemen at the liquor store? A sincere card would be appreciated. It seems like this could help appease the guilt I have for not sending my family thank you notes and would maintain my ability to live life with a reckless lack of self regard, leaving me free to judge and piss off- it will all be ok with a simple 41 cent stamp and a $1.99 thank you note.
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