Holy Crap on a Stick!
I had an epiphany this week. I always wanted an epiphany and I finally got one, but…it turns out you can’t choose your epiphany!
I learned this week that if I whine, swear, get uber-sacasric, I get what I want. Holy crap on a stick, Batman! Us girls have been told all our lives that we are supposed to be the sweet, calm and not be angry. Well, I’ve been there, done that. It made me cranky and not very happy and, by nature, I AM a happy person. In fact, I infect those around me with good feelings. I am infectious!
I like to make people laugh. Sometimes I will do it on purpose then later regret the silliness and “too much information” style I have sometimes. I came into work the other day carrying two big bags of groceries (it’s the fruit unit in the Foods and Nutrition class. Yes, FN12.) And a co-worker said, “Oh, look! It’s the Bag Lady.” I acted indignant. I am no Bag Lady!!!! Then she apologized and tried to explain. She’s great and was just teasing but I made of point of telling her I was offended (and deep down in side I was a little hurt. My self-esteem is fragile.) Then we got over it and talked about my word of the week – pejorative. It’s great word! Now everyone who was in the staff room knows what it means. I got both attention and positive feedback = good feelings.
So, I got cheesecake, apologies, hugs, a card, support for a rant (another time), praise and a free lunch. Now I have to work on the “potty mouth” jar. They sneak out every once in while.
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Great graphic – it really is crap on a stick!
Actually it’s “kalkalaush” (phonetic spelling) and is usually served by street venders along with a glass of crab juice. A wonderful Simpson’s episode. Don’t miss the Treehouse of Horrors tonight!