Why oh why
Do we use I
I just want pie
But not in my eye.
And, that, my friends, is why I don't write poetry. You're welcome.
But I DO think we use the word "I" too much. I just can't make a very good poem out of it.
Have you ever noticed that when someone asks you how you're doing, and you start to answer that they cut you off? Sometimes it's done in a ninja sort of way, so you don't even realize what happened until your head is spinning from tales of "what I did on my summer vacation" or from hearing the not so interesting (and mostly gross) details of their gall bladder surgery. And you kind of go, "Wait?! What just happened?" But sometimes it's just like, "Yeah, whatever. Now let me tell you about ME." If it happens like that, then I think it's probably okay to pretend that you have to go to the bathroom, or have a fake coughing fit. Anything. Just walk away. Quickly.
There are, however, those rare and wonderful people who really do want to know how you are when they ask you. No ulterior motive. They really want to know. If you have one of those people in your life, don't ever let them go. Seriously. Tie them up. Lock them in a closet. Whatever you have to do. Just don't let them go.
Unfortunately, though, it's been my experience that more people are the "I" kind of people than the "you" kind. Or maybe I just need to hang out with different people. And if I am that kind of people, you'll tell me, right?