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Originally Posted by mvbird
(Post 1987999)
Today visiting a new dr. I got the clipboard and forms to complete and found I was becoming angry. Why are they collecting data on me, why do I have to sign agreement with long paragraphs of legalese. It occurred to me I have been feeling more aggravated more often. I believe more of us may be feeling oppressed and annoyed daily: bad drivers, media opinions, demands for personal information, 24 hr news, overcharges, cancelled flights, new regulations, higher prices, mask mandates robot calls, cable companies, shoddy service. Remember the film where a news anchor lifts his window and yells "I've had it and I won't take anymore! " How do we keep smiling agreeably through it all as senior gentlewomen and gentlemen are expected to do?
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I pick my battles, and I get over immediate annoyances.
Bad drivers - only bother me when I encounter them. The annoyance continues, usually, until it's time to take a left at a traffic light. Then my annoyance of the driver disappears, replaced by the annoyance of having to take a left at pretty much any traffic light, anywhere. That lasts only until I actually take the left and I continue on my merry way, oblivious to anything other than driving. I don't usually listen to the radio at all and when I do, it's a music station not a news station.
People in general - I've already concluded that the human race is thoroughly borked. We are doomed, we have no hope of survival, full stop.
And since I acknowledge this, things become easier to tolerate, and the things I *can* change, or work toward repairing, become much clearer to me.
Dog pooping on my lawn? No biggie, I know whose dog it likely is. Next time I see the neighbor I just give her a friendly scolding. I'll joke with her that if it continues, she'll have to mow my lawn so that I don't have to get dog poop splattered all over my shoes when the mower blade whirls over it (that never happens to me, by the way, but it's a good way to get the point across). That is, if I even remember it happened the next time I see her. I usually forget, because it just isn't all that important.
Some self-entitled moron hogging FOUR spaces with their golf cart in front of the postal station? Easy peasy. I snort, make a few passive-aggressive comments under my breath about how tiny those spaces are, why, look at that ENORMOUS postal truck, it barely fits between the lines of their singular space! Then I get my mail, and leave. Event forgotten moments later.
These are certainly annoying things. So I get annoyed, and then I get over them. My battles are more important. Reducing the risk of virus spread without giving in to fear or conspiracy, making some attempt at caring for my own piece of the planet, and hopefully when I die, knowing the universe was just a touch better for my having existed, than it was before I was born.