Friday, 29 August 2014
You wouldn't like me when I'm angry...
Sometimes I feel angry at just about everything. Only for very short periods, but again it makes me feel exhausted with myself.
This week alone I've been angry with a defrosted freezer, defrosted when it shouldn't have been with all the waste entailed, the fact that it's one of those bloody frost free things (which I didn't want in the first place) and won't refreeze so may need replacing, the state of the car parking in the road (why do they let people dig up their gardens and make them into eyesores with cars?), my customers, the stupid American gun laws, stupid Americans, doctors, my friends, just about every politician that is still (unfortunately) drawing breath, but most of all with myself for being angry in the first place.
Sometimes I wish I was David Banner, at least he seemed to know when he was going to turn into the hulk, I seem to have no idea. It just happens. Perhaps I need anger management, or drugs, or something.
Anyway, you wouldn't like me when I'm angry... I don't even like myself.