A risk. That comes. With life.

Some people don't like me. Because I rub them the wrong way. Maybe it's an attitude thing. They accuse me of being condescending. Could be that I come across that way. I don't mean to be. It's merely my innate way. Often, it's my sense of humor. Because I'm trying to be funny. By pretending I'm egotistical. When I'm not. I abhor taking life too seriously. Therefore, I poke fun. At myself. At others, too. That can be misconstrued. As insult. When it ain't. Like I've said. Many times. I'm misunderstood. That's a risk. That comes. With life. --Jim Broede