The world is very full of people—appallingly full; it has never been so full
before, and they are all tumbling over each other. Most of these people one
doesn't know, and some of them one doesn’t like; doesn’t like the color of their skins, say, or the shapes of their noses, or the way they blow them, or the way they talk, or their smell, or their clothes, or their fondness for jazz or their dislike of jazz, and so on. Well, what is one to do now? There are two solutions. One of them is the Nazi solution. If you don’t like people, kill them, banish them, segregate them, and then strut up and down proclaiming that you are the salt of the earth. The other way is much less thrilling, but it is on the whole the way of the democracies, and I prefer it. If you don’t like people, put up with them as well as you can. Don’t try to love them: you can’t; you’ll only strain yourself. But try to tolerate them. On the basis of that
tolerance a civilized future may be built. Certainly I can see no other foundation for the postwar world.

                                                                                        -quoted from Tolerance by E.M. Forster

when do we really have to practice maximum tolerance?

While drinking. You get blacked out or puke if you don't have maximum tolerance.

Seriously, as long as they don't give me any problems that affect stuff I care about I guess I can tolerate them.

maximum tolerance is practiced when there is maximum intolerance.... :idiot:

should it be practiced when we see our government officials?????? :-\

when listening to your mother in law speak or give you a holy sermon

during family reunions.

pag nagta-tantrums mga bata :tickedoff:

pag may makulit or mag antipatikong patients...

it begins when patience ends...

someone i know practices maximum tolerance when it is that time of the month for his fiancee. she becomes an ogre kasi. 

when you've done all you can to explain something but your korean student still can't figure out what you're talking about.. > >

YOUR fiancee? >

hmm..actually, i'm the fiancEE. hehe.

Ah. Always thought you were a guy, man, i mean miss. Should have said YOUR fiance. ;D

as long as they don't step on my turf

when you're trying to sleep and your neighbor starts practicing his drums  >

How about making noisy neighbors at night an exception?

I had to practice it when a cab driver reversed into my bike........................with no reverse lights, no brake lights and reversing without even looking in his rear view mirror!!!!!!!

When everything they do makes you think of hate...

At all times.. O0