perplections - past

 

Feb 9 - 12 am
    

     Now is the time in my web page when i Perplect.  

Anger.  I don't really get angry. it is just not part of my personality.  I don't get angry at people most of all. Sometimes i try.  The other day i was on my way to work when my super asked me if he could bring the plumber into my apt to work on my drains.  I had asked him about 2 months before to fix my drains as they were draining super slow and he said sure, so i was certainly not going to say no.  he had been been pretty good in the past, so i said, go ahead.  do what you need to do to make my drain go. 
     and they did.  so many hours later i am on my way home from work and i walk by my window, i note that my light is on. 'No problem i think, he forgot the light on.'  Then i put my key in my lock, my door is open.  'Oh, they're still working, at 8 o'clock, how strange,' only there is no one in my apt.  I go into the kitchen, it looks pretty much the same as it had when i left for work that morning.  It is at this point that i start to feel like i should be getting royally perturbed.  Instead i am not.  I open the cupboard, and the oddly stacked mess i had in there before was now stacked neatly, they had been here.   

     I tried to get angry at this point, i mean consider, my door had been open for as many hours as it had taken them to stop working and leave.  Every person in the building walks past my door to get to their places. With the light on, if they stand right and peer through my curtains they could ascertain that no one was home.  Anything could have happened.  Still trying to get angry.  Couldn't. 
 
     Called my super, thinking i should be ranting to him, but all i could think that i really wanted to ask was whether they were actually done, maybe they had just gone for supper.  Maybe, who knows?  So i call, and leave a message.  Then i sit at my computer.  Try telling someone the story, still no anger, they would have understood anger, they thought i should be angry.  I sit and try to stew about it.  No go, i just can't get angry.  He calls, he is all apologetic, his fault, he forgot.... and i say, ok. thanks.  no problem, no harm done.  and meant it. 


     Discussing later with some friends i am told that it is fine because they can't even envision me raising my voice in anger to someone.  I consider. You know i don't do that.  I get angry, sometimes, when i am driving, but not at other drivers, just angry.  I get angry at injustice and oppression, but not at people, not even really at the people oppression and, um, injustifying.  I think back, i can't remember ever raising my voice in anger to anyone but my immediate family.  
     What is different about me?  What makes me so easy going when i hear words of anger spoken by so many all around me?  Why do i have so little problem with service in places that are supposed to be horrible for service?  Do they sense that i am slow to anger and thus feel like it would be unfair to take advantage of that. I don't know.   Should you take this as a lesson and learning to be easy going and slow to anger so you can have good service?   Well, maybe that's not what does it.  

 

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