I do not color what I say to people that ask me questions or seek advice. My dad always brought me up to call a spade a spade. This did not serve me well in the butt kissing world of the military, nor the seriously butt kissing corporate world, but I could always look in the mirror at the end of the day and know I did the right thing saying that which had to be said. Many times I have had people I know slam their door shut on me, put up the walls and make sure the crocs in their moat were hungry. Patience is a virtue I am learning. More times than not, giving them some time to consider what was said brings them back around to the possibility I might have been right, or at least that I offered the most honest answer of those around them.
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