November Writing Challenge, Day 15

Just Walk Away

I don’t know about you fellers, but I say this to myself a LOT. Sometimes it’s driving away. But seems like there’s always somebody trying to ruin my peaceful aura. Ok, that might be a bit of a stretch, but I do like to maintain a distance between myself and other individuals, whether it be in line at the grocery store or in traffic. It’s like, if I’m trying my hardest to give another person their space, the person behind me is determined to be taking up the slack between me and them. If I’m maintaining a safe following distance (two Mississippi’s) then someone else sees that as an opportunity to zip in. Jerks. So I have to breathe out Satan and walk/ drive away.

Or hit them with my elbow and/ or purse, as I did in Kmart last week. And Panda Express two years ago. Can’t. Stand. It. If I flip my hair in your face and you don’t back up, prepare to become bruised. And as far as the driving goes, you’re very likely to be treated to a single finger salute and a trumpet from Patsy. I’ve heard that normal people use their horn only twice a year. I’m surprised I don’t have to replace mine with every oil change. Hey hey hey! Y’all drive Chapman Highway twice a day and see how much decorum you can hold yourself to.

So I just realized I’m not talking about being passive aggressive and walking away at all. I’m talking about the exact opposite.

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So. Um. Not sure I have any real life examples of that.

I’ve hung up the phone and exhaled and then vented a whole bunch of times…I’ve quit jobs…but I don’t know that I’ve ever went peacefully, serene and angelic and with a Christian-like comportment. Maybe I should exercise more than my writing on this particular topic.