I just came from this stupid stress relieving class at my church that has actually given me more stress. I thought it was only going to be an hour and it was almost two—YIKES!
I realize that I am not a person who enjoys philosophizing on life or talking about feeling your breath or any of that other stuff. I don’t get anything out of it and it winds up just annoying the crap out of me.
And then as we’re leaving, I hold the door for the person behind me, and the chick just starts breezing through without holding the door. I’m like, “Bitch, I’m not holding the door for you. FRIGGIN’ GRAB IT!” so I let go of the door and it started to slam on the person behind her. The she realizes what she’s supposed to do, she says, “Oh sorry about that!” Seriously, hold the door for the next person—it’s not that difficult.