"You don't know who I am!" the woman shrieked when we nicely asked her to quiet the volume of her cell phone call. 
Glaring at my quizzical look, she spat out her name with a haughty grandeur.
I recognized the name of an actress on one of our locally produced national television shows. She looked and sounded awful in person.
"Does that give you the right to be rude?" I asked.
A searing slew of vicious expletives disparaging my race, sexuality and various orifices spewed from her mouth.
"Whew, no charm or class!" I laughed.
She started to walk around the table to get physical.
I looked her straight in the eye and asked, "So you want a fight in FedExpress Kinkos? That'll be cute. The Cobb County Cops will love it!"
She turned and continued to scream loudly into her cellphone as her date tried to gently tug her away.
I pondered asking the manager to quiet her, but the thought of leaving my PC there unattended seemed ill advised.
The Dangers of Inflated Self Importance I thought, chuckling to myself. Thinking you can do whatever you want whenever you want without consideration for others is dangerous. Such thinking knows no bounds. Where does it end?
"She got canned from the show" the manager giggled when I saw him several months later.
"Who?" I asked.
"The lady who thought she had a right to be rude," he chuckled.
I'm not happy when people get hurt, even when it's evil, annoying people being hurt,.. unless it prompts them to change and live a more gracious, loving life.
For more insights about the fine art of cheerful corporate combat, see FightWithFinesse.com
For happiness secrets see HappinessHabit.com
Copyright © 2008 by Michele Moore. All Rights Reserved. This material may NOT be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed without written permission from the author. Comment Below.
Glaring at my quizzical look, she spat out her name with a haughty grandeur.
I recognized the name of an actress on one of our locally produced national television shows. She looked and sounded awful in person.
"Does that give you the right to be rude?" I asked.
A searing slew of vicious expletives disparaging my race, sexuality and various orifices spewed from her mouth.
"Whew, no charm or class!" I laughed.
She started to walk around the table to get physical.
I looked her straight in the eye and asked, "So you want a fight in FedExpress Kinkos? That'll be cute. The Cobb County Cops will love it!"
She turned and continued to scream loudly into her cellphone as her date tried to gently tug her away.
I pondered asking the manager to quiet her, but the thought of leaving my PC there unattended seemed ill advised.
The Dangers of Inflated Self Importance I thought, chuckling to myself. Thinking you can do whatever you want whenever you want without consideration for others is dangerous. Such thinking knows no bounds. Where does it end?
"She got canned from the show" the manager giggled when I saw him several months later.
"Who?" I asked.
"The lady who thought she had a right to be rude," he chuckled.
I'm not happy when people get hurt, even when it's evil, annoying people being hurt,.. unless it prompts them to change and live a more gracious, loving life.
For more insights about the fine art of cheerful corporate combat, see FightWithFinesse.com
For happiness secrets see HappinessHabit.com
Copyright © 2008 by Michele Moore. All Rights Reserved. This material may NOT be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed without written permission from the author. Comment Below.
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