Ever have one of those days where little things just seem to stack up until you can’t take it anymore? Well, I’ve noticed the height of that stack has a much lower limit for me than it used to. I was actually having a decent day yesterday, until – all in the space of maybe 20 minutes – I managed to splash soy sauce all over my shirt at dinner (ok, that one was definitely my fault, unless you can somehow blame the sushi chef for not wrapping the roll well enough), I was called a “f***ing wh***” by someone who apparently thought he deserved to be able to take up more than his fair share of roadway (I actually did have the right-of-way), and I was treated very rudely by a coffee shop employee (for asking for an extra cup since the drink she made me was leaking all over). That third incident was the last straw, and I ended up bursting into tears in the middle of the coffee shop. (Hey, I did get a free drink out of it…I guess there’s one good thing that happened.)
I hate feeling like I have no control over my emotions, and I really hate publicly losing control. I feel like such a blithering idiot, especially because it’s not really that obvious yet that I’m pregnant, so I’m sure people are looking at me like I’m a crazy lady who needs her head examined. I feel like I should make up a t-shirt that says “I’m not crazy, I’m just pregnant!” so people might understand that I’m basically just a ticking, emotional time bomb.
Of course, then you get to the real root of all of this, which is, why exactly do people feel that they have the right to be rude or hurtful to others, especially to someone who hasn’t wronged them in any way?
my opinion on the matter is that people have a lot less patience than they used to. everything nowadays seems to be about immediate gratification, and things that slow them down or keep them from doing what they want to do get them immediately angry. it’s a shame, really.
(and i know that mike will be happy when i have a lot less mood swings. he’s been wonderful through my pregnancy, though. :) he’s used to me being weepy.)
Hey, I think you’re normal! Sounds like you just had a seriously bad day. I probably would’ve broke up long before you did!
I agree, people are inconsiderate, and they know they’re going to get away with it, so they indulge themselves.
I was raised to be polite, but I have no tolerance for rudeness…So, I would have blown it by the first incident!
A hug for you, Sarah!