Anger and Approaches To Being Happier

People often make me furious. So much so that I think about killing them in my mind. Shocking, I know. So I am trying to learn kinder behaviors.  To do this, I start try and think about the person who is making me mad. I think about who they are, their family, and what their life is like. This makes me feel less angry. Because I learn so much about the person. Like yesterday, a girl was very rude and shoved into me while walking down the street. I was going to start thinking about all the painful ways she could go, but then I started thinking about her, and trying to learn about her. And that made me feel even better, because I learned that she is busy, addicted to her phone, and a car will probably kill her while crossing the street soon enough. And that made me feel great.

Favorite Food

When someone asks me what my favorite food is, I enjoy getting really specific.

“6:44pm, March 8^th, 2012. North San Diego, it was about 78 degrees, a slight wind from the southwest. The waitress was lovely, a student at the local community college, studying to become a physicians assistant. She was half Dominican as I recall, and her conversation was a delight to our party. The burger arrived 16 minutes after ordering it. It was approximately .613 lbs., it rested on a bed of natural cut pepper fries, not too large as to outplay the sandwich it was meant to honor. Also present was a crimson curry ketchup and a honey lemon aioli, garnished with cilantro. Pickles were crisp, as were the lettuce and tomato, which were plentiful, but not so much as to outplay the grilled onions, which rested on the other side of the patty. The pesto aioli was spread evenly across the underside of the only slightly bun. The bun had 19 sesame seeds, which I felt playful, being an odd number. And lastly the patty. It was cooked medium well; as to reassure the bacon bits mixed in the ground beef were grilled to an adequate chewy state. Well season, with a hint of oregano as I recall. Playful but subtle. The swiss cheese was melted into the patty only so far as to conjoin the two. It retained its integrity and the majority of its fatty flavor, and had not sweated as to keep the vegetables resting upon it greasy and unappetizing. The bamboo toothpick was removed and the burger, fries and raspberry lemonade were consumed in 31 minutes, along with pleasant conversation, and the occasional silence to indicate satisfaction and digestion. That night will continue to be well remembered”

On the plus side no one in my building talks to me anymore.

More Micro-Comedy

Found myself listening to Michael Buble today. Apple Music charged me a $14.29 fee for violating the 'Buble Rule'. Provided the listener is NOT female, and single between the ages of 28 and 75, the listener is only allowed to listen to select Christmas songs by Mr. Buble between December 3rd and 27th. Not worth the fee, but "Haven't Met You Yet" is highly recommended

MicroComedy

There should be warnings on fingernail clippers.

[WARNING: May cause unnecessary pain when opening soda can] 

[WARNING: May destroy ties and other articles of clothing]

[WARNING: Will force you to adjust how you use your hands for the next two days]

MicroComedy: Idioms is awfully close to Idiots

Some Idioms in the english language just don't work for me like others do...

For example: "Put on a shirt and come outside." This can mean, "Put on clothes more presentable than what you are wearing."

For me, this is taken literally: "I'm going to need to put on pants too, after a shower."

I'll have my revenge, Jamie! I'm coming for you!

When you find yourself in an awkward conversation- Not awkward....what is the word

The "why am I still here, listening to this" Conversation (you are too busy to feel uncomfortable)

We've all been there. Forgot her name? Bad teeth? For once in your life "I'm in a hurry" is a legitimate excuse? Hemorrhoids acting up?

What we all seem to think that our behavior will end the conversation. After years of testing, I've finally come to the conclusion that the shuffling of feet really doesn't convey any sort of message, let alone one with the urgency you need.  What we need to change is our conversation, not our behavior.

Let me explain,

Jamie from Bio 202 doesn't realize that you don't know that "tool", Kevin, nor do you care to see his pic. he posted with ex from "that one party" on Friday. But don't you worry, she'll fill you in. She has already ruined your wednesday afternoon lab, and you NEED to get back to Netflix. And frankly, you've been more intrigued by that copy 'Diabetes Monthly' you picked up to keep your mind off the bunion surgery for which you are waiting.  The thought comes to mind, "Kevin probably is a tool anyway." So you should be glad he is mostly likely back with his ex who is as emotionally unstable as she is on that pair of heels she spent $346.25 on (at that really cool boutique on fifth and Smithson). They deserve each other as well as all the comically beautiful fights that will ensue in their relationship.

But Jamie keeps on talking talking talking, and yet ironically hasn't looked up from her phone.
Now is your time to strike: by changing the conversation you can kill not only this conversation, but all the chats which will most certainly come for the rest of the semester. Don't act awkward. The awkward is coming from Jamie, or Kevin, or whoever is still talking. It is all about subject, not action.

Here are some examples I've either tried or just entertain myself with them on a bad day, 

 This is where you can be creative. I encourage you to learn from my methods, and expand on them.

Method 1: We've all tried to comfort someone who is crying, haven't we?

This works best after good crying practice. I recommend watching any show focused on a hospital, and staying up really late for 2 nights and eating gummy bears (don't ask, it works). Then when Jamie complains about her cross-fit trainer, Saundra, you can just stop, stair into the distance and let a single tear slide down your cheek. She'll be caught off guard (Instagram has probably deleted her understanding of emotions, so for her understanding, you can compare how you feel to an emoticon).

But when she asks why you are crying, you need a good story. I usually stick with baby ducks. Simple. Easy. Classic. Say this "a baby duck got lost in my yard when I was a kid. I named it Saundra. My brother hit it with his car." (Pause for 4 seconds, or however long it takes to get another tear or two in), then whisper "Life is a dark place." At this point you will be tempted put your head down and fake cry: DON'T. If you do she'll try and comfort you- bad mistake. If she attempts to comfort you that is on giant leap toward actually becoming friends! You'll be sucked down that whirlpool where there is no return. Don't let her make eye contact either or she will for sure  feel obligated to follow you on twitter and you will now be forced to see her posts with Kevin and Saundra and her other #BFFS #hotstuff. Just keep staring into the distance and do not acknowledge her (or him, this could/should/would be a dude for all I know). AND DONE.

People don't like having conversations with the "emotionally unstable"(But aren't we all?!). However, the truth is that if you have the balls to pull off a stunt like that, you are, by definition, more sane than anyone on pinterest (it is true, read the terms of use- it's in there).

Method 2: No one likes toenail clippings.

Enough Said.

Method 3: Remember how  great aunt Gladys is such a hoot?

Neither did we, but Jamie doesn't know that, and science can't explain why she is still alive, right? Bring her into Bio 202 for an impromptu show and tell. Not only could you get extra credit for bringing in a prime example of tissue decay, but you can assume that Jamie would love to talk with aunt Gladys. Make sure that you introduce Jamie saying "Hey Aunt Gladys, this is Jamie, that girl I was telling you about, remember? of course you don't, she's the one that hates Ronald Reagan." Stand back, smile, and just watch the battle begin.

Note: This also applies for a history class. Just make sure that you bring her in for a chapter that aunt Gladys can recall well- I usually go with the Civil War. Just don't ask which side she was on. 

Here are three. Let me know what you think. 

Women

Here is another story...

It has taken 23 years but I think I have finally figured it out. The question,"Why are women always dissatisfied with the current temperature?"

The answer is simple really. I discovered it while on a car ride with a female friend of mine. It was cold in the car I will admit that. Our conversation had shifted from something current which is now insignificant to the events of her day. If frustration she told me about events which wouldn't normally bother anyone. However, things like class being canceled, were out of her control and had destroyed her plans of operation. Just then she simply leaned over and changed the air-conditioning knob to full heat. Without even acknowledging what she had done, she insulted the driver by taking control of the cockpit: the place where a man can feel powerful behind an engine which the capability of doing all the stunts seen in the borne films.

But then it hit me. She doesn't care about the temperature. The cool air would have felt great now that she is hot under the collar talking about her problems. She wants control. That is all women ever want when they change the car temperature or the AC in the apartment. All those "scientific studies" about a woman's body chemistry being different from a man's, just a wide-spread lie to give women another chance at controlling the little things. Notice how women will change the temperature up and down and back again? They are simply bored. They need control, especially of your attention.

I also believe this is explains the origin of the word 'woman'. In the beginning there was God. He created Adam. Adam was chilling in the Garden of eden with his animal friends. Things were lovely. All you can eat organic buffet, no illness, and not a care in the world. Then one day, another type of man came along. This creature was different. (In what way, if you don't know that why are you reading this?) To all the animals and plants and things, Adam was known as simply 'The Man, Adam'. But when this other man, [who women call Eve because it sounds more pleasant and they want control over naming rights (which is also why the usually get the last say on what to name a child)], came along, the animals would flee. They would scream something like, "Woah! the other man is coming!". The phrase was eventually shortened to simply, "Woah-Man!" Eventually, the animal population was almost entirely decimated, having been turned into fur coats, shoes, and high price sushi. Trees became shopping malls, and exclusive boutiques. The only thing left sacred in the garden was a lone apple tree, (which in fact held the power to give man the ability to understand right and wrong). Eve, as she was now known, felt that apples must be high in anti-toxins (or so the magazine said) so she would eat the apples. But first she would get adam to bite into one, because, yeah right she would eat an unripe apple. God, having been so disappointed  by Adam, for having gone with this so long, kicked him out.

The End