Every day I have expectations. I expect things to go a certain way. I expect that if I do the right thing, then good things will follow. I expect if I treat people in a respectful way, then they will respect me. I expect that if I anticipate others needs, they will do the same for me. If I accidentally mess up, I expect they will understand it was just a mistake. Even if I don’t say it out loud. In everything I do, I expect a particular outcome.