It’s Been a While…

So much has happened; I wasn’t sure what to write about first. So, I’ll just flow to get back in the groove. To say that I’ve been busy is an understatement and I won’t go into why and with what…not yet anyway, let’s just say it’s been a while and I’m back!

I’ll touch on a topic that’s been tiptoeing on my nerves for a couple of weeks now: Complaining. We all do it, some more than others (A LOT more!) When I hear it in the distance, I’m able to avert my attention and block it out. Then there are those times when it’s up close and personal. This calls for more work on my mental and that’s when I get annoyed. I work hard on the regular, and someone else’s erratic behavior causes me to work harder gets under my skin.

Our country is still involved with a war, there are countries fighting against a regime for their freedom and their basic rights as citizens. There have been catastrophic events where thousands of lives were lost, cities destroyed, I can go on, but I’ll stop there and save it for another entry. With all of that going on, and that’s just a drop in the bucket in regards to world affairs, there are people who actually sit and complain about why the cafeteria doesn’t slice the cherry tomatoes. (??) My blood is starting to boil just thinking about the conversation again.

A woman I work with carried on for about a week complaining about the cafeteria’s lack of understanding for people who prefer their tomatoes sliced, diced, or simply cut in half. I tried really hard to ignore her, because she wasn’t actually talking to me. But her conversation carried over to my desk. To keep from butting in, I adjusted my earplugs and turned up my music. By the third day of her ranting, I guess she felt she didn’t have a big enough audience so she sauntered over to my desk and began her recitation. I stopped her in the middle of the second sentence with one question: “Why don’t you just bring your own lunch?” Instead of answering, she stared at me. Enjoying the silence, I proceeded to ask her how much had she gotten done since her Tomato Crusade, and how much energy had she wasted re-telling her story. I reminded her of the thousands of people that were killed in Japan, who will never be able to eat another tomato.

She turned and walked back to her desk. I haven’t heard anymore about slicing tomatoes or anything for that matter from her. That was about a week ago. ©