There is no accounting for taste

As the saying goes:” There’s no accounting for taste.” Each person has his own viewpoints of justice, beauty and the meaning of life. When people with different opinion get together, there inevitably will be argument among them. And if there is a strong-minded person in this group, he’ll try to ram his thought down others’ throats until he’s sure everyone is convinced.
I used to be this kind of person. I couldn’t bear people having different opinions from mine. For example, I couldn’t bear the clothes many teenagers wear nowadays: shorts, stockings and high heels together, they call this fashion! I couldn’t bear that girls cover their faces with two bunches of hair like cockroaches; I couldn’t bear those loud, noisy, discordant pop songs and pop singers.
One day, I got out for lunch. Sitting there, I overheard some girls at the next table who were talking about my hair and clothes. They were conjecturing about at which school I study in; why I had to cut my hair so short that it only cover my ears by one centimeter; why I had to wear such a long skirt that it covered half of my calves. Finally, they jumped to the conclusion that my parents were so strict and conservative that they forced me to be like that. When I heard it, I almost burst out laughing! I stared myself in the glass. Well, I looked quite good. Why did these girls had such ridiculous thoughts? Suddenly, the judgements I passed on those teenagers occurred to me. As the position changed, those judgements which seemed sensible soon turned into nonsense, because I realized that each person has his own aesthetics, and it’s meaningless to intrude my opinion on others’ free will.