Like Water Off a Sumo’s Wedgie

Posted on | May 18, 2007 |

I needed a super-size combo dose of this today. Flip the lids, pour it over, and I’m good to go. Just like a duck. Of course my parts may stick together, but hey, I can work that one out. After all, I’ve survived that low-flying slam attack, have applied a few band-aides here and there, and am ready to roll. I won’t have any hair left after I pull them off, but skin grows back, right? I’m missing a few layers.

So, I could use some new moves ……because even though people have a tendency to think I’m a pretty tough chick, I’m really not. Maybe I was at one time. Or maybe I just got really good at pulling off that impression. Girding my loins every day before taking on the world for the last 10 years or 15 years can do that to a person. And motherhood, right? Sheesh. And I’ve chosen not to be one of the walking wounded or living dead.

Well, not yet, anyway. Trick.

Before I begin to wallow too deeply in pathetic moroseness, I admit I can let it rip, too. But I do frequently choose to keep things to myself much, much more than I’d like because saying them just won’t make anything better. *Does my blob count?* And, okay, so I messed up the time I called my friend’s hubby an assh*le while we were playing cards one night. And he’s not. Ever. The scorched earth philosophy doesn’t exactly lend itself to making friends and neighbors.

Martha Beck reminds me what I already know, have been taught, have seen, and felt about people who are “mean.” Mean isn’t quite the correct word here. “Jerk” gets the point across more effectively. No need for eloquence in this matter. But I also pull up this from time to time, and complacently read it to myself trying to understand. So very hard. I’m sooooooo out of patience on the understanding thing. Pretty soon, I’ll have my whole office plastered in reminders on patience and understanding, and I’ll have to lay down on the beach waiting for a Gift from the Sea.

Has anyone noticed you get sand in your shorts when you do this? Wedgie, anyone? Have a lovely weekend. I’m traveling to Monterey to see my oldest niece graduate from college to join the ranks of the taxpayers of the USA. Try not to miss me too much while I’m away.

Snort.

Comments

5 Responses to “Like Water Off a Sumo’s Wedgie”

Jo
May 18th, 2007 @ 5:48 am

It’s your turn for a meme. I tagged you over on my blog. Have fun!
mel
May 18th, 2007 @ 6:49 am

I tend to take things too personally. I definitely could use a little something to help things roll right off my back. When people do or say things that are unkind, they generally move along on their merry way….and I am left stewing and replaying. Grr.

That lady obviously had some angry feelings, and didn’t know what to do with them (I can think of a few places she could have put them). She chose to unload on you, which was unfortunate. Mean people do suck. Pffffpt!
kellypea
May 18th, 2007 @ 12:06 pm

Hi Jo — I’m out the door for our get away (but not to get away from the meme!) so I’ll check it out Sunday night.

Thanks for comisserating, Mel — this post written early yesterday, then published later, did the trick. Plus, I learned a little lesson in how to specifically change one of my files to block her IP address. Every freaking cloud has a silver lining. Woot!
loripea
May 21st, 2007 @ 5:50 pm

You are too smart for the average person and those mean people can’t carry on an intelligent conversation so all they are left with are rude comments. Kinda like they never made it, mentally, past the 8th grade. I loved how she had a typo too!
kellypea
May 21st, 2007 @ 7:47 pm

Hey loripea, I was wondering about what an FBI profiler’s rundown on a stalker might be…. What did you say about that movie you saw? Disturbia?