Relying One The Passing Of Time Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Encounters never before faced,
To surprise those unexpectedly...
It is always the best decision to make,
When confronted...
To know when using one's benefit of doubt,
Is better to leave than a bad taste...
Spouted to come out of someone's mouth.

'Wassup? You look troubled about something.'

~I was told to be offended,
By remarks that weren't there.
And my expectation is disappointed.
Not only did I say things I did not mean,
I was obnoxious for no reason at all.~

'But why? '

~I was expecting to be offended.
I was told to be prepared for nasty remarks.
But instead I was treated with sincerity.
And by someone I had been told,
Would be sarcastic and arrogant with me.~

'So you were the one,
To make a bad first impression to leave? '

~Yes.
But my intentions were not to offend,
to have that believed.
Perhaps one day my ignorance will be forgotten.~

'By who or whom,
Do you suspect will forget being disrespected?
To then awaken one day admit,
And to you 'especially'...
They suffered from selective amnesia? '

~I'm relying on the passing of time,
To allow that to happen.~

'I'm not one to believe in luck.
However in your case,
Hopefully an exception will be made.
Who did your disrespect,
In such a disgraceful way? '

~Someone I later learned,
Had been following me with an offer...
To hire me for a position I had always wanted.
And I was to be interviewed tomorrow,
But for whatever the reason...
My interview was cancelled.~

'You know that 'luck' I was telling you about? '

~Yes.~

'Forget about being the exception.
In your case...
Let's just say,
You represent ignorance very well.
And with such commitment too.
Don't be disappointed.
Be proud of yourself like so many are of themselves.'