I have been failing the whole emotional stability thing lately, which is probably why I lost my shit on a woman at the gas station today. In my defense, she started it.
I have cleaned a lot of toilets in my time, and I do not clean the public toilets I use. My general policy is to leave them in the condition I found them. Preferably without touching anything.
So today, some woman (customer) follows me out of the gas station to yell at me about the condition I left the bathroom in. When I informed her that I had found it in that condition, she switched tracks and began yelling at me about not cleaning it!
On a good day, I would have probably laughed at her and walked away muttering something sarcastic.
Did I mention that I have been a bit on edge lately?
I may have told her to quit being such a fucking cunt to random strangers.
Good thing there's laws against grabbing mouthy strangers by the hair, because the thought did cross my mind.
So no, I didn't lose my temper, but I have damn sure turned into a slave to my mood swings, and they sure as hell aren't confined to a certain time of the month. It's not pretty.
Overall, given the extent of my current temperament, I would say that I was successfully polite during this particular encounter....
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