Sunday, March 28, 2010
Hey, That Wasn't Very Nice...
A large waiting room at a hospital clinic with a television mounted on one of the walls.
Fifteen people – ten of whom are seated so they can watch and listen to a morning talk show.
The other five are seated where they cannot see the television. Their choice.
Three of these five (myself included) are reading.
What kind of person gets up, walks over to the TV, pronounces in a loud voice, “Verbal diarrhea!” while turning the volume down to a so-low-you-must-strain-to-hear-level and returns to his seat with a smile of satisfaction?
If you answer, “A person who possesses high standards in television programming,” you are not my kind of person.
If you answer, “A pompous a** with an overblown sense of entitlement and no consideration for others,” you are my kind of person.
I glanced at the crestfallen faces of those ten people and wondered if anyone would challenge him. No one did. Most were elderly.
I then glanced over at the my-way-or-the-highway jerk and thought, “Wipe that smug grin off your mug – you get no brownie points for such a self-centered & inconsiderate act.”
(I also thought, “I hope you choke on a crumb from that muffin you’re scarfing down.” Yes, I can be that nasty.)
I wonder what it’s like going through life believing you are always right? Convinced that your wants and needs take precedence over those of others?
I still regret the fact I didn’t have the guts to get off my butt and turn the volume back up.
photo credit: http://lightshowmedia.com/showcase.html