About a year ago I went to a government clinic here. It's usually packed on any given day.
I was queuing up to get in at the main entrance. It was still a hassle back then due to Covid measures and shit.
Suddenly, an elderly man cut in front of the dude in front of me. It was a young man.
He was taken aback. In his annoyed, but clearly persuasive, english-educated voice, "Excuse me, there is a queue."
The old man looked back, waved his hand to dismiss him and clearly didn't give a fuck. He clearly didn't speak english either, as with many old generation folks here.
The kid, even angrier now was like, "You can't JUST cut the queue!"
The old man did not turn back at all.
When we got to the end of the line, this lady was assisting people in going in.
The kid didn't let up. He told her, "That man over there just cut the queue."
The lady simply went, "Oh" and that was that. She didn't give a fuck either because she knew no amount of fucks would help with the situation.
I guess in life, we are all always fighting our personal battles. Some things matter deeply to us. Different things trigger us uniquely. We can't help but feel like we need to do something about it.
I knew the kid lost the battle right from the start. You can't deal with, much less persuade old folks who don't give a fuck in life anymore.
And I felt the kid looked really stupid as he couldn't let shit go.
Sometimes, you have to let shit go, for not all battles are worth fighting. That's how you win.
Other times, you can do what you think is right, but always remember to add the element of letting go in.