Some days I just shouldn’t be allowed out in public. I forget that “not all men have this knowledge” ( as one writer put it ) and can explode on an unsuspecting dolt who is doing nothing more than blindly staggering through his own little world.

I have read that certain people afflicted with personality disorders can view themselves as the only “real” person in existence. It seems to me this particular personality disorder is running rampant in my little corner of the world. My own research has lead me to believe the differential diagnosis for this disorder is that “unreal” persons desperately want to strangle the sh…er…life out of the afflicted person In question.

Fortunately, my wife’s compassion for the mentally ill saved a few lives this afternoon. Safely back in my refuge, it’s easier for me to be compassionate as well. So, if you happen to be one of those poor folks so afflicted, let me offer some personal safety tips.

The next time you’re out and about or just doing that thing you do. Take a moment to peer through the haze of mindless oblivion for a quick look around. See that guy whose jaws are clenched so tight you can see all the muscles in his face popping out---he’s a might miffed.

If you can count the pulse of lady next to you by watching the artery in her temple pounding ---she’s unhappy.

Or if you spot some lady dragging her husband down the aisle (and they’re not headed for the jewelry counter) ---danger, danger, danger.

While none of these people is “real” the damage they might do to your person is very real. So take care out there.