I have a theory about, when something unpleasant keeps occurring in your life. It’s an obstacle keeping you from personal growth, because the moment you learn to deal with it appropriately, it never happens again.
At least once a day someone does something that could put me over the edge. It usually involves self-absorption, ignoring me, who’s put in their path.
In the mornings at 5 a.m. there’s a man who comes into Starbucks I’d like to kill. He doesn’t even have coffee, just comes in, sits down and talks on his phone. I half think he pretends to be talking after observing him for some time. He always needs to make his presence known in his baggy trousers barely holding up his girth that tumbles out like a snowdrift. He has a notebook as if he were Walt Whitman and flirts with Julie the barista whose overt politeness sadly betrays her since, he just won’t leave her be.
I’ve tried to take myself off the ledge in regards to how annoyed he makes me. I say, Susannah, he’s a lonely, needy man. Where’s your compassion? Asleep goddammit…it’s 5 fucking a.m…it hasn’t punched in yet.
But back to my theory. Until I can sit there unaffected by his incessant chatter on and off the phone, he will continue to piss me off.
What’s the answer?
shove a sock in his mouth…
complain to Julie who will just smile and say, I know, I know…
find a new place?
See, that’s just it. This guy has relatives who will appear on their phone in baggy pants with empty notebooks since you can’t write and irritate at the same time, so it’s best that I somehow get over it…sigh