Just like I said

I like to be right. I really, really, really like it - so much that it could almost be considered a character flaw.

Recently a wonderfully beloved friend of mine had a dream in which she and I were going to some classy event. We were in a room full of people prior to this event and we did not yet have our tickets. In her dream she was getting very upset and worried and I kept telling her it would be fine. Eventually I disappeared and came back with the tickets and handed them to her saying 'Didn't I tell you it would be fine?'

Apparently I say 'I told you so' enough that people I love are now dreaming about it. This is not ok with me.

My love of being right amused me right up until the moment she told me about her dream...then the sound of shattering glass...then the sad realization that when I'm right it's only fun for me, because if I'm right, inevitably someone else is wrong...and wrong sucks.

It's going to be a major battle, and I'm not making any promises because as I set out on this quest to allay my smugness there's a little voice in the back of my head saying 'but if you're right you're right and that's not going to change.'

Well, little voice, that's true but I can try not to be such an asshole about it.