thin-skinned confessions.

Are you someone that can roll with the punches? You know, you are so easy-going, that things just don't ruffle your feathers?  If someone yells at you or flips you the bird, can you laugh about it? Or does it reduce you to (almost) tears? I have never been good with confrontation. Who is?!?

I don't totally get why it bothers me so much when other people have obvious rudeness issues. It's clearly not my problem ... but I do so hate it when people show their aggression at nothing. For example, behind the wheel. Road rage. Now, every now and then, (sigh) I admit, I have some anger issues...I like the idea of throwing plates and breaking them against the marble fireplace....or taking the broken-whatever-I-am- frustrated-with and launching it off the deck....it would feel so good! (for the record, I have never done this...but I imagine it sometimes. I have thrown a full bottle of Mod-Podge against the wall and am living with the consequences of that impulse now since our carpet in the office is ruined and I don't have any chance of replacing it anytime soon) It seems that I am still learning consequences of my actions...just like my children.  I do hope all my cyber-friends will still love me after this confession....

So, the other day I was driving in-town. Craziness in and of itself. Little a. had an appointment at Children's Hospital with an allergist and I was looking for the building. I was merging over and I suppose I didn't merge quickly enough...never mind the car in front of me didn't quite leave me enough room. Alas, hot and bothered, the BMW behind me sped past blaring his horn all the while and really showing me! Teaching me a lesson for sure.  

Then yesterday, pulling into the gas station line at the grocery store, I suppose I was a little in the middle of the lane. Again, never mind that there was PLENTY of room on the other side of the PARKING LOT for this oncoming car to go around me...instead I got the fist and the "what the fush-nickins are you doing lady" arm wave. So, either I am a little old lady driver now or everyone else has their panties in a wad.  Pull it out people, because you DO NOT want to mess with me!  

Now, I didn't actually cry.... But, I wanted to. If you have thick-skin, can I borrow a layer?