I thought I was going to, walk out the anger. But everytime I cleaned something, it reminded me of the inconsideration of some people.
It reminded me of my son’s video (portraying my mother)
And how it depicted life, for him and for me.
As a child, with my mother, I remember thinking, my only reason for being there, was to retrieve things, look after my baby sister and brother (I was 7) and to be beaten.
I hated it.
As a result, I don’t ask anyone to, get/do anything for me, I can do myself.
I didn’t go into the child care profession.
And I wouldn’t hit/hurt a child.
My dad was independent, did for himself/others. Raised my sister and I.
I may have gotten 3 spankings from him. I only remember 1.
I used the money to get my hair fixed (for school pictures) to buy my classmates candy.
My dad just tapped me twice on my behind. But he did it, in front of my whole class (the embarassment, made it the worst and memorable)
Back to, What gets me.
1. People that don’t call, text or email, when plans have been cancelled.
2. People that leave stuff (dirty dish) for someone else to clean.
3. Someone who reneges.
5. Cowards/bullies: People that use every forum, to say something, accept to ones face.
I’ll tell ya!
6. Being treated nasty, by someone from another country. As if, I’ve done something to them personally.
And someone (who’s not black) tell me, it’s happened to them!
Anyway, I’m considerate of people.
I can’t understand, when someone, isn’t.