Sometimes I do not forsee the unforseen consquenses of my attention to detail, my fertile imaginatin, my humourous thought patterns and my ability to write and/or speak.

Combine that with my general disregard of what people think of me and my expecting others to have the same disregard, sometimes ends up with others being offended by my actions and/or words when I never intended to offend.

It leaves me feeling bad for them feeling bad. But most of the time I have little to no guilt nor remorse.

What an odd little world I live in.