It sickens and saddens me that some people still prefer to tell a bare faced lie rather than tell the truth, even when there is no consequence either way. I can sort of understand the action in the case of children, who sometimes assume they’re in trouble whenever a grown up asks them what they’re doing and take “evasive action” – but when the behavior is actually that of a playground parent, I can’t help but wonder what moral code they’re using to bring up their child.
It was a simple enough question I asked an acquaintance/mother in the playground. Rather than answer it truthfully though, she clearly went out of her way to give an overly elaborate answer, which I knew immediately was untrue because of other information I had. The thing is, I wasn’t bothered one way or the other what the answer was, so why did she deliberately lie?
I knew immediately she’d lied to me. And because the atmosphere changed between us, she knew I’d caught her in a lie too. The conversation ended and I was left wondering why she’d done it.
It preyed on my mind and I felt stressed all day as a consequence.
I hate lies. Oh I admit sometimes they’re necessary – like white lies. And I read somewhere that the average child has been lied to 500 times by their parents by the time they start school. But unnecessary lies – the ones where the truth is as inocuous anyway. Why lie?
I don’t know why she did it and it’s still on my mind.