Tact

Tact is the art of building a fire under someone without making their blood boil.  Someone Smart.  I seemed to have lost this tact filter. I barrel down the road of life,  tact be damned. I recently started to think this very character "asset" is actually a defect and I want to change.  Last night I was on the phone with the best friend, in the guest room so no one could hear us, since we have the most ludicrous conversations. I was listening to the very important story, either about nachos or child abuse, looking out the window and saw a neighbor couple walking their dog. Said dog stopped in the driveway of newest neighbors on block, (I don't  like the way they angle their car in the driveway) dog does his business in new neighbor driveway, couple looks around, and then runs (I mean (RUNS) down the street leaving a steaming pile of "stuff." I was tempted to open the window and scream, like the good white trash I am. But tact saved me.