I’ve heard a number of stories lately that make me wonder why some people think they’re stress is worse than mine?
We’re all under stress whether it’s the fear of catching Coronavirus or living with all the restrictions. No movies, no concerts, no vacations. Wearing that hot and uncomfortable mask everywhere we go or in my case – always having to go back in the house because you forgot the dang thing.
Stress from the riot at the Capitol and the thought that they might have had some inside help,
Stress from the last three months of this presidency no matter which side you’re on.
I get it, You’re stressed.
We’re all feeling it yet some people act out either in the stores, restaurants or at any time they deal with other people. They take out their frustrations on others that are struggling with it just the same as they are.
Personally I have not dealt with any “Karens.”
What does ‘Karen’ mean?
Karen is a slang term for an obnoxious, angry, entitled, and often racist middle-aged white woman who uses her privilege to get her way or police other people’s behaviors.
My daughter, Sarah, ran to the grocery store the other night because we needed two, just two, sweet potatoes for dinner. The clerk at one register called her over and there she was, walking toward the checkout with a sweet potato in each hand when a woman, with a full shopping cart, cut right in front of her because she was in a hurry I guess.
Sarah said, “Excuse me ma’am, I think she was calling for me.”
‘Karen’ replied, “I didn’t see it so I’m going.”
It was right about that time that Karma arrived as she dropped her cellphone, breaking it, which might have caused Sarah to chuckle.
My wife, Priscilla, the Paramedic, has a story from just about every shift of a patient who just acts angry or entitled.
People! We’re better than this.
My mother taught me that saying, “You catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.” Translation for those that can’t get it : It is much easier to get what you want by being polite rather than by being rude.
Conclusion
You are not more important than me. But you know what? I’m not more important than you either. I’m sorry if you’re in a hurry or late for work or if someone in your life is sick. Maybe explain yourself if you feel you really need to cut in front of me. I just might listen. However, you’re not entitled. We’re all in this mess together. What do you say we try to help each other get through it all together?
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