Erin The Great

There is a land called Passiveagressi-ville. Passiveaggressi-ville is occupied by billions of emotionally repressed people around the world. This is the land of people that look happy on the outside, but are basically walking time bombs just waiting to explode on the next person that ‘crosses’ them. It’s a land where people get put out at the slightest inconvenience to them because off all the pent up emotion with no outlet…. until they lose it on something or someone that has nothing to do with what they are actually mad at.

Today just so happens to be passive aggressive day at the bank. Ordinarily this wouldn’t bother me, I’ve grown up around various degrees of this mind set, but today it is particularly bothersome. Basically my ‘open hostility’ mindset wants to beat the crap out of every person who is offended by the small things. Small things like the fact that we don’t have a coin counter, the person our customers want to talk to isn’t immediately available, or my person favorite, why don’t we have a drinking fountain? If this weren’t annoying enough, they then give me the ‘why are you doing this to me’ look, like I have some sort of control over what is going on. Apparently it’s MY fault these things aren’t available. On the surface I of course have a pasted on smile while I apologize for the inconvenience, when all I really want to say is ‘well, you can wish in one hand and crap in the other… and just see which gets filled first, so quit your complaining!’

You think after living with my brother (the current reigning mayor of passiveaggressi-ville) I would have developed a sense of when the storm is coming instead of wondering why there is a BYU student on the roof of a grocery store ready to shoot up the place. Instead I laugh and walk on my merry way. I’m beginning to wonder how many of these types of people now want me dead because of my lack of compassion. Well here’s the thing. After walking into my kitchen one day, and promptly stepping on a shard of glass from a glass that got thrown across the room because of a passive aggressive induced rage, I started loosing my compassion. Do what everybody else does and take up kick boxing or yoga. Leave me the heck alone!