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This morning I was in the drive thru line at McDonalds. They had the two order kiosks and I was in lane 2. I got there before another car, but because they were slow in the window, the other car got ahead of me.
I felt rage! There was a fiery second there when I wished I had a rocket launcher. The rage passed, but I felt a strong sense of frustration. The car ahead of me was slow and when he was done receiving his items he sat there. I don't think he was attempting to taunt me, but tell my anger that!
If I believe that I am beyond feeling that I need things to be fair, it is circumstances like today which bring to the forefront that I DEMAND that the world be fair.
I'm old enough to know that the world will never be fair, that unfair things happen all the time, and I need to respond in ways that don't need a rocket launcher to level the playing field.
2 comments:
McHell?
Too funny. Based on how I write the blogs and save the drafts, I didn't realize that "Go to hell", and It's not Mcfair" were next to each other. What a tie-in. I was laughing when I realized it!
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