Honesty looks good on paper but it’s not always the best thing, nor is it convenient. If I were George Washington I would have said “OMG girlfriend, you know who just died of smallpox…?” . You know, in hopes everyone forgets about the cherry tree I totally demolished.
I lie to my grandmother who is hard of hearing. Not because I need to hide anything, it’s convenient to lie. Example:
Granny: “Sheena, are you still seein’ that same ol’ boy you was a seein’ ?”
Me: “YES GRANNY!”
Me: Deep breath…a little louder, “YES!!!”
Granny : ” Yes? His name is Eugene right?”
Me: (Thinking: Oh Lawdy give me strengf!)…. “YES!”
Granny : “Oh well I reckon that’s nice.”
Yes, I just lied. Firstly, it would take too long to tell granny, no, that douche bag is long gone with all the pictures of his jerk face as well. Secondly, I don’t even know a Eugene. A single syllable answer is effective. I am just saying I’m not Diamond Dave of Van Halen, I can’t scream things really loud, for an extended time.
So, my stance on lying; sometimes it’s necessary.