About Me

I love seeing my children laugh, my family and my friends, mexican food, a good bottle of wine, coffee, summertime, I love to laugh and I love to smile. I love cute sunglasses, my jeans, back rubs, curling up on the sofa with a warm blanket. I also love the color orange, turning the radio up loud when I'm driving, banana splits, frogs, sweet text messages, happy hour, new clothes, getting flowers for no reason, girly movies, and people who make me laugh. I'm not too hard to please, but I'm not perfect. I lack patience and the ability to listen for a long time, I am clumbsy and quite forgetful. I get easily frustrated (especially with traffic, long lines in stores, bad grammer and dirty dishes). I hate when my toe nail polish chips. My hair drives me crazy and it makes me insane when I can't find anything to wear. I can't carry a tune and can be a dork at times. I get easily sidetracked. So while I may not be hard to please, I admit that I may be hard to put up with, so to all of you, YOU ROCK for putting up with me ;)

Friday, March 25, 2011

Here Comes Angry Annie… Run!

If a small thing has the power to make you angry, does that not indicate something about your size?  ~Sydney J. Harris

This morning I had a Resident call me, who we are going to call Annie in this blog. Despite my morning routine being interrupted by my husband who decided to wake up early (which could be another blog in itself), I was having a good day. Annie called to speak with me about her pollen allergies. I can totally relate to her allergies, I have been battling with the nasty yellow stuff for about three weeks now. I was completely taken back when instead of starting our conversation off with a friendly “Hi, how are you,” (as most of my Residents do), I was greeted with Angry Annie who started our conversation at about 180 decibels. Keep in mind a jet engine is about 140 decibels.  I wanted to tell her “Let me connect you to Mother Nature, she’ll be happy to help you from there,” but instead I continued to listen at a distance of about 18” from my ear for 10 minutes because I knew eventually, she and I would part ways. As the time manifested, I got the last words in… “Thanks and have a great day!”

Unbelievable.  I know that impossible people do exist. They make it hard to believe that it’s not your fault because they have completely mastered blaming skills. Maybe those outbursts of wrath, bitterness, or malice give people a sense of power.  But whatever happened to being nice? Doesn’t that get you anywhere anymore? According to Green Day, it doesn’t.  At least that is what they were singing about in their song “Nice Guys Finish Last” as I’m driving a few minutes after this flare up. Despite what they sing about, I promise you one thing, bad attitudes are going to get you NOWHERE with me. 

I had a fortune cookie once that read “Due to your overwhelming kindness, good fortune will surely come your way.” I still believe that there is power behind kindness.  Sometimes being nice works, and sometimes it doesn’t. I’m not saying you should refrain from ever blowing your top, a person can only take so much, but shouldn’t it at least start there?  Nice is a small word but it’s got a big impact.

~Nancy~

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