My disdaining flaw.

I confess. I look at some people. With some degree of disdain. Am I wrong for doing that? I try to be fair. To everyone. But I can’t. I find it impossible. Maybe it’s a flaw. That I may never overcome. I suspect. That I’m in the same boat. With almost everyone. I even tell some friends. I occasionally look at them. With disdain. Fortunately. Most times. That doesn’t break up the friendship.  --Jim