It is the mechanic who refuses to let you drive away with a bad brake pad because “I don’t work that way.” It is the editor who scratches out your purple prose. It is the friend who refuses to validate your self-destruction.
Think about the people you actually trust. Are they the people who agree with everything you say? Or are they the ones who, when you propose a truly stupid idea, squint at you, cross their arms, and say, “That’s the dumbest thing I’ve heard all week”? It is the mechanic who refuses to let
Do you have a healthy dose of orneriness, or are you a chronic people-pleaser? Drop your most stubborn opinion in the comments. Are they the people who agree with everything you say
The old farmer who is ornery about his tractor might yell at the sky. He won’t yell at the kid who wanders onto his land to fetch a ball. He’ll just grumble, hand the ball back, and mutter about “kids these days” under his breath. That’s the difference. Drop your most stubborn opinion in the comments
They annoy us. But they also anchor us.
Go on. Be a little difficult today. The world will try to move you, but you don't have to budge.
Let’s look at the dictionary: Ornery (adj.): Bad-tempered and combative; stubborn.