I watched someone walking the other day. He was an older gentleman and he looked like he had somewhere important to be.
With head down, he moved across the road in a crosswalk. He clearly had the right to cross, but the car that was coming felt otherwise. It was a narrow miss.
He was outraged. He swore, shook his fist, and let the driver know that he was wrong not to stop. Angry man was right – the onus was on the driver to stop and give pedestrians the right of way.
But would it matter who was right if there had been impact? Angry man would have been lying there, broken or worse, correct in his assessment of the situation but wrong in outcome.
Sometimes, being right isn’t the most important thing.
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