A cashier yelled at me today because I didn't have my cash out fast enough (because I was bagging my own stuff. No good deed goes unpunished). I guess she didn't so much yell *at* me as start passive-aggressively ranting to no one about people who don't get their money out quickly enough.
There was a time -- namely, when I was teaching, and had rage issues -- that this would have ended badly.
Today, I said something to the effect of, "Yeah, we've all got a lot on our minds. If you want to take it out on me, go ahead, if it makes you feel better."
I only wish I'd thought to give her a big, ingratiating smile when I did it.
Labels: anger management, berkeley, there is life after teaching