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I couldn't disagree more. There are standards. We all have them. Some higher than others. There are things I won't do. There are things I won't tolerate. There are lots of things (or used to be anyway) that are "supposed to be".....
Sober playing is amazing. I wonder why I did not stop sooner.
Boundaries and standards are very important, but those are different than expectations. An expectation is a disappointment waiting to happen. IOW, it has to be like this, or else......you didn't act the way you're supposed to act (because I'm in charge of how you're supposed to act), etc....See where I'm going with this?
There is nothing that is 'supposed to be'. Supposed to be is a mental construct akin to the my way or the highway thought process.
For me, it's live and let live.....(The only way I can truly live is to allow others to live truly.)
After all, it's not about me.
Boundaries and standards are very important, but those are different than expectations. An expectation is a disappointment waiting to happen. IOW, it has to be like this, or else......you didn't act the way you're supposed to act (because I'm in charge of how you're supposed to act), etc....See where I'm going with this?
There is nothing that is 'supposed to be'. Supposed to be is a mental construct akin to the my way or the highway thought process.
For me, it's live and let live.....(The only way I can truly live is to allow others to live truly.)
After all, it's not about me.
Dude, chill...It all seems warm and fuzzy (and hippie... ish). But it simply isn't true.
I expect you to tell me the truth.
I expect that you will refrain from raping my children. (Failure to do so will create a situation where I can't let you live..... truly or otherwise.)
I expect you to show up to a gig with properly-functioning gear and your brain (for the most part) in tact.
I expect you to wear shoes if we are playing a wedding.
I expect when parking your car next to mine that you exit yours without denting mine.
I expect all guests in my home to leave without taking my belongings.
I expect you to refrain from pissing in my pool.
I expect my daughter to do her homework and get good grades. Doing so creates a situation whereby I share some of my food with her and allow her to live inside my house mostly rent free. (She's only 5 after all. Charging rent at this point seems a bit much.)
I expect the pool guy to make my water crystal clear. I am paying for that expectation.
I expect my neighbors to refrain from shooting off fireworks at midnight on Tuesday. Failure to do so (like last Tuesday) might cause me to become a bit..... unreasonable.
With all these examples (and thousands more I could list all day) it is "my way or the highway". And that doesn't make me unreasonable, unintelligent, a hick, narrow minded, or anything else (quite frankly). OK, the one about my daughter had a hint of sarcasm..... but not as much as you might think.
Probably the clearest example is this. I expect my wife to only sleep with me. Technically, I am not "in charge of how she is supposed to act". With regard to this one aspect of our marriage, however, it is absolutely "my way or the highway". And most sane people would not find that expectation to be unreasonable. That is a boundary, and standard, AND an expectation.
Those things don't make me critical. They don't mean I am trying to be "in charge of how you're supposed to act". Standards, boundaries, and expectations (norms, "supposed to be"s, etc. etc.) share lots of common ground. They are not mutually exclusive.
My apologies for the derail. This thread was already a bit disorganized so I thought I could throw this in without causing too much of a disturbance in the force.

The music would have to really, REALLY good for me to put up with that.One more comment on this...in line with getting used to feeling like an outsider, quitting smoking while in a band where everyone smokes is a real royal pain in the arse. Quitting smoking is demanding enough of one's focus and persistence, constantly being lured back by the "smoking routine" of others while your brain is screaming for the nicotine wafting across the jam space sucks. And ciggies, booze, and partying all go hand in hand with late nights and other stupidity...But trust me, if I can do it, anyone can. It all took a few tries.