I cannot stand liars. Of any kind. Telling lies just leads to telling more lies. My grandson will tell you how much lying bothers his grandma. We have had a discussion or two about this. I would rather be really, really ticked off by the truth than to find out that you lied to 'protect me'. Come on! I am a big girl. I can handle it.
Do you think there are times when lies are okay? Like if your best friend asks you "Do you like my new haircut?" Rather than lie to her I will find something positive to say. Or else I will say something funny so we can both laugh. But I would never tell her how horrible it was. Well, I might! If it was really horrible.
|Tell us Eleanor!|
One of my very good friends had a baby just the month before my youngest son was born. When I went to see her in the hospital I stopped first at the nursery. There he was! The boy with all that dark brown hair. And he was so big! I went to my friends room and found her sobbing. I rushed to her side to see what was wrong. She said, "have you seen my baby yet?" I told her that I had. She wailed, "he's so ugly, don't you think?" Well I wasn't about to tell my good friend that yes, I thought her baby was ugly (I am one of those rare creatures who find that most newborns are ugly). So instead I said, "no, he isn't. He has the most adorable nose I have ever seen on a baby." She looked at me with tears running down her face and snot coming from her nose and started laughing. She knew I was lying through my teeth. He grew into quite a
So I have learned, sometimes the hard way, that Honesty Really Is The Best Policy! What do you think? Is there ever a time that lying is okay?