Wednesday, January 2, 2013

We hold our breath...

and count to 1000 ...
in the hopes that our TEMPER will be somehow 'tempered'....
that our need to RAGE will somehow de-flate in those few moments of just pure paralysis......
And yet...
as we exhale...finally...
we find ourselves, to our own chagrin and disappointment,
still ANNOYED beyond words ...
Perhaps not as entirely enraged as we had been before the countdown.....
but still holding our respectable own in the "anger" department.....
So...
What are we to do ??
Do we..
A)  Just let the person HAVE IT ?
     (no holds barred) ?
or....
B)  Find some other way of making our point known ?
     of being heard with perhaps a bit of a modified arsenal ?
or....
C) Just BUCK UP and not say ANYTHING ?
(perhaps taking some fabled "HIGH ROAD" ?

We consider our options for 45 seconds or so...
And then....
 We just non-negotiably  THROW DOWN....
hurling jagged 'objects d'art' with our tongue at innocent (or NOT so innocent!) standers-by....
The proverbial gloves are off...
The gauntlet is lain down....

And we YELL and SCREAM and CALL NAMES...
And we INVOKE and EVOKE and PROVOKE all at once....

And then....
as exhaustion and some semblance of relief
take over after our long-winded and articulate display......
we are done....
And we've finally told OUR SIDE of the story....

So we lick on an orange Popsicle....and we MOVE ON....

And so it goes.......