Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Hall of Shame Archive

maybe i'm an asshole. (meter attendant/ticket writer!) - (sometimes, it's just SO tedious (i'll spare you the extra Os - see, i am tired. ;jaded, (tired.).

it has become necessary to have a Hall of Shame archive. (and i can't even get everything that ticks me off on here!) HA!

start with a story.

story (true story): a middle-aged man parked his van on the grass strip between the sidewalk and the street (on the curb) *(the first guy i saw do this was older - i've worked here 21 months - two people have pulled this shit, and they both battled it out with me verbally - the second guy - the van guy (the first, older guy had a white pick-up truck - of course - pretty sure there's a confederate flag and a jesus fish on the truck... [takes an asshole to know one?!! - well, we're definitely different kinds of assholes, a little - i think confederate flags, and jesus fish are lame, most of the time. i can dig the occasional jesus fish, but mostly, i don't usually like the people who have them on their cars...

you following? the gist is this: both of these sidewalkgrass parking stinkbags (lol - i'm really trying to grump it up) - these poo-ponys; these slimesuckers, rot-breathers, etc... BOTH battled it out with me, like they should be able to park there - the first, confederate lavaeater said it was private property (i had to check with a lawyer and get back to him - "infringement of public right of way" (all i could say before checking was "this doesn't look right to me." (lol.)

and the second guy was way more annoying - he was mocking me - literally repeating what i said, except in a really annoying whiny voice, and as he sped off (seriously!) his bratty niece (they were working on opening up a shop) sassed me: "you don't have to act like it's the end of the world!" - i was pissed, honestly, cause i never even thought it was EVEN CLOSE to the end of the world. so i said to her: "i know it's not the end of the world - that's why i came to tell you to move the car." (i'm not bragging about the retort - it's just obvious...i think).

this second incident did get me to thinking though (when stuff like this happens, as detached as i feel about the necessity of holding on to the job, or getting really serious/bent out of shape about conflicts, when conflicts do occur (especially heated ones, like these and a few other kinds), my heart really does get to racing, and it's disruptive of a certain level of peace i tend to exist in - so this gets me to thinking about habits of anger - we can easily succumb to this, in many different ways ("Presidency," "Campaigning" ?!?!?!?!?! !!!! OIL??!!!! GREEN ENERGY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)  

it is up to us to be honest with our loved ones. but we must first be honest with ourselves/ "God." - meditate. be-alive in your Love (joy)! - 
"You cannot EARN the Grace." -Martin Luther (paraphrase)
"BE the change you wish to see." - Gandhi (paraphrase)

anger is poison.

Love boldly.

i guess this explains the Hall of Shame, actually - I (capital) must state honestly that certain things offend me. I needen't punish. My responsibility is to heal the pain - to take it lightly, to coax humor into the scene.


Feb. 13, 2012. yuck.

4.27.2012. I'm ASSUMING this is more about no-love-for than fetishism.

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