Alright, drop some criticism on me. For all the posts I have made about walking away, I couldn't do it today. I was trying to ship a document but forgot to make a copy (so I had the form all done etc). Of course, go make the copies and all these people show up. Fortunately, they have 2 people operating the counter.
The guy before me goes to the gal on the right (he was next - though technically I was there a lot earlier - relevant point for later).
The guy in front of the other gal leaves, I give her time to finish up, I hate being rude and just running up to someone. But the energy of the guy in question annoyed me, when he put his bag down on the counter (at this point he has taken up all the space), I said, "Mind moving your bag?" He goes nuts saying I was here first, I say something like I have been here for a while. At this point the gal helping him is still wrapping up something. So then he says to my gal hey can you help me I am sort of in a hurry and I was here first. He makes a bit of a deal about it, and I activate my compassion and I say, "look if it is that urgent, go ahead." He has like 3 packages - I have one letter. He was so emotionally wound up I thought everyone needs a break. I try to understand that I have no idea what is going on with someone when they outwardly demonstrate chaos - same thing with crazy drivers - maybe they are trying to get to the hospital, wouldn't I want someone to be understanding if I was in a hurry for a serious reason.
But then he takes his stuff and goes to slap fragile stickers on them so technically he wasn't even done. That sort of annoyed me. He made a big fucking deal and then he wasn't ready/
So when I finish, I walked up to him and I calmly said "technically I was prepared before you were. And I was here before you."
At this point, he spazzes like a girl just saying, "go away. you just go away." I thought about making a bigger deal, but I walked off, knowing that I had put him into a bit more of a frenzy. But my adrenaline was pumping. I blame RVF lol. I have been lifting so much lately, I think my testosterone is up. I was prepared to drop my stuff in a dramatic fashion and say something back. But I didn't.
He was my size but I felt like I could take him.
I was stupid, but I was just so fucking annoyed with his mannerisms. He was on automatic, he seemed like the sort of person you could push buttons on all day to get a rise. And I don't judge by race, gender (well sort of), language or sexual preference. I judge by behavior under the belief that people can control their behavior. I was judging and hating his fucking prima donna behavior. And it didn't help that he created chaos and that he wasn't ready - he was slapping stickers on his boxes (he moved them away from the front counter).
In my world, I failed to control my emotions. And, I violated a belief of mine which is leave everyone the same or better when I interact with someone. But his bitchy feminist energy just annoyed the fuck out of me, I just don't know how some guys can put up with that energy. I just wanted to beat him to make him stfu. I definitely messed with his day-I don't think I am proud of that - but I am also, like you were a fucking bitch - so fuck you dude.
Anyway, it just shows me I have much to work on in my life. Just felt like sharing, especially since in an earlier thread I spoke about control, etc. I also feel a bit drained physically - this is the closest to a fight in a long time. He might not have wanted it - but I was gearing up for it.
The guy before me goes to the gal on the right (he was next - though technically I was there a lot earlier - relevant point for later).
The guy in front of the other gal leaves, I give her time to finish up, I hate being rude and just running up to someone. But the energy of the guy in question annoyed me, when he put his bag down on the counter (at this point he has taken up all the space), I said, "Mind moving your bag?" He goes nuts saying I was here first, I say something like I have been here for a while. At this point the gal helping him is still wrapping up something. So then he says to my gal hey can you help me I am sort of in a hurry and I was here first. He makes a bit of a deal about it, and I activate my compassion and I say, "look if it is that urgent, go ahead." He has like 3 packages - I have one letter. He was so emotionally wound up I thought everyone needs a break. I try to understand that I have no idea what is going on with someone when they outwardly demonstrate chaos - same thing with crazy drivers - maybe they are trying to get to the hospital, wouldn't I want someone to be understanding if I was in a hurry for a serious reason.
But then he takes his stuff and goes to slap fragile stickers on them so technically he wasn't even done. That sort of annoyed me. He made a big fucking deal and then he wasn't ready/
So when I finish, I walked up to him and I calmly said "technically I was prepared before you were. And I was here before you."
At this point, he spazzes like a girl just saying, "go away. you just go away." I thought about making a bigger deal, but I walked off, knowing that I had put him into a bit more of a frenzy. But my adrenaline was pumping. I blame RVF lol. I have been lifting so much lately, I think my testosterone is up. I was prepared to drop my stuff in a dramatic fashion and say something back. But I didn't.
He was my size but I felt like I could take him.
I was stupid, but I was just so fucking annoyed with his mannerisms. He was on automatic, he seemed like the sort of person you could push buttons on all day to get a rise. And I don't judge by race, gender (well sort of), language or sexual preference. I judge by behavior under the belief that people can control their behavior. I was judging and hating his fucking prima donna behavior. And it didn't help that he created chaos and that he wasn't ready - he was slapping stickers on his boxes (he moved them away from the front counter).
In my world, I failed to control my emotions. And, I violated a belief of mine which is leave everyone the same or better when I interact with someone. But his bitchy feminist energy just annoyed the fuck out of me, I just don't know how some guys can put up with that energy. I just wanted to beat him to make him stfu. I definitely messed with his day-I don't think I am proud of that - but I am also, like you were a fucking bitch - so fuck you dude.
Anyway, it just shows me I have much to work on in my life. Just felt like sharing, especially since in an earlier thread I spoke about control, etc. I also feel a bit drained physically - this is the closest to a fight in a long time. He might not have wanted it - but I was gearing up for it.
Fate whispers to the warrior, "You cannot withstand the storm." And the warrior whispers back, "I am the storm."
Women and children can be careless, but not men - Don Corleone
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