Where is the forgiveness? I ask you – where is the understanding? It would be so easy to turn the other cheek – to say “Ah, that’s okay” and move on. Some people do. But I’m noticing a lot of people will make you pay for your indignities toward society, however insignificant. And this observation is coming from the female Larry David. So consider that.
I had an experience recently, that makes me wonder, is it that more and more people are just angry? Is it my beloved fast paced East coast that is so impatient? I’ve heard and read that people are more and more rude these days. Especially since the surge in social media has both distracted us from the day to day and the people around us while it has provided a faceless (ironically in the age of Facebook) medium in which to vent our anger, frustration and bad behavior. I, for one, enjoy a little good natured venting.
That’s why I have a blog! It’s cheaper than therapy and the Hubby doesn’t have to hear about it. You do. Lucky you! Wait a minute…whaddya mean our time is up?
So what’s the deal with people anyway? (say this in your best Seinfeld voice) We were at a Dunkin’ Donuts where my 6yo decided on the chocolate munchkins. I paid the nice man at the counter. Sure I had to dig for four pennies and yeah, it took me 30 seconds. And okay, then the six year old unequivocally proclaimed that he was “NOT into” chocolate munchkins. And yeah, I get it.
It’s annoying when people cater to their children’s whims while others wait and I normally don’t go ahead and placate such demands from the kiddies. But it was a couple of munchkins. It takes him, what, 30 seconds to swap ‘em out? So he did and when I turned around to apologize to the couple behind me, they shot me looks of utter exasperation. Really? Are you kidding me? You can’t wait 30 more seconds for your stinkin’ French Crueller? You need your coffee at.this.very.moment? Or can you please excuuuuse ME, considering we’re dealing with a 6 year old here?
And then there was the time not too long ago, when I was slowly navigating the Whal- Marts parking lot when some guy walked right out in front of me. If I’d seen him, I would have given him the right of way. But I was doing 2 miles an hour and this guy pulls a “you’re stopping because I’m a pedestrian whether you can stop in time or not” shit. Luckily, I slammed on the brakes in time.
He pounded on the hood of my car and shot me a look that said “you JUST tried to KILL me!” I apologized profusely. Sincerely. I was really mortified and wanted him to know how truly sorry I was to have almost dented my bumper. Nope. He was having none of it, shouting something indecipherable at me and flailing wildly.
Is it so hard to just smile and say “that’s okay”? It’s making me angry just writing about angry people. Seriously, it’s exhausting.
I think people would be a lot less angry if they all had pugs.
But that’s just me. I’m slightly biased.
Have you noticed it lately? People not letting you off the hook? Or people being just plain rude.
Go ahead. You can tell me. Vent away. You’ll feel better.
And good luck out there in the trenches. As Ellen says, “Be kind to one another.”