A lesson in humility. I went out for dinner, this was about 2 years ago, before I had to fly to Atlanta and shoot, just needed a break in the routine pace of planes and cars and cameras and decided just to have a nice dinner, nothing special. While out for dinner, which hadn't turned out the way I would have liked it to, my friend who I was dining with told me I was too aggressive and needed to learn to pick my battles. Didn't make sense then but makes perfect sense now. I'm a very strong minded (bull headed as my daddy says) person, very opinionated and loves to engage in debate (my 11th grade English teacher recommended I join the team). I realize I do it not so much for the sake of an argument but I like to know the other person's feelings on a subject and WHY they feel the way they do (suprisingly most people never know). Recently, I had to excercise my restraint on my mouth and learn to pick my battles carefully. This was not the right time nor forum for the place of a disagreement, although the words were burning in my mouth. Instead I had to nod knowingly the other party was dead wrong and bite my tongue. Very hard lesson to learn and I didn't pass with flying colors but I admit I'm getting better everyday. Practice makes perfect right?