What drives you over the edge?

Mr. Ed

Mr. Ed

Be what you is not what you what you ain’t
Location
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Imagine an annoying family member or longterm guest who relentlessly pushes your button nonstop 24 hours a day? This person knows all of your weaknesses to use against you. He/she is a master of psychological destruction and all you think about are ways to rid yourself from them.

what is your boiling point and how tolerant are you under adverse conditions?
 

A few months back my answer would have been similar to yours. I had zero patience, zero tolerance, zero understanding and next to zero empathy. After a few months of stewing n my own venom of anger and hate I finally broke free and decided to be the change I needed.

Am I super tolerant now? No
Do I have excellent patience and understanding now? No
Do I still have anger issues? Yes

BUT I have a life that I’m happy to invest in and I’m worth it
 

Well, I have an older and younger sibling. Now the younger got mad at me for telling her my opinion of a certain writer, so she quit talking to me, then I sent the following text to my older one.

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She's gone "Radio Silent" and this was Jan 21st. I'm not unhappy about it as she's at times like "Well I'm glad you weren't there, you'd have spilled the beans" and typically she does this once ever two, three months.

So right now, I'm just enjoying the lack of someone irritating me.
 
As posted I adopted a new dog. Charlie is more than I can tolerate or handle at times. Such as hyperactivity and just plain craziness. I’m learning how to keep my cool and Charlie is being Charlie so the problem is me. I am less tolerant of my behavior than any others.
 
Disgustedman said:
Well, I have an older and younger sibling. Now the younger got mad at me for telling her my opinion of a certain writer, so she quit talking to me, then I sent the following text to my older one.

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She's gone "Radio Silent" and this was Jan 21st. I'm not unhappy about it as she's at times like "Well I'm glad you weren't there, you'd have spilled the beans" and typically she does this once ever two, three months.

So right now, I'm just enjoying the lack of someone irritating me.
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I don't know why she would go silent, not a big deal, so he was a man, he was not happy, now he lives as a woman. Does not effect my wheaties, they are still the same. All these celebrities doing crazy stuff, does not have any direct change to my life. Be who you want, do what makes you happy, I do it everyday, it is so easy!! Why would she be upset, she should be laughing at the antics of our so called famous people. If she felt this way her whole life she should have dealt with it then. She is the only one who has suffered because she could not accept her truth.

I will say it breaks my heart that others are afraid to be who they are. Does not make a hill of beans, sexual preference, gender identity. The public is the one who makes a big deal out of it, these are just people who want to live their lives. They are not out to hurt anyone, be deviant, teach children bad things. That said, I do not know any trans people but I have had many gay and lesbian people in my life.

They are up there, included in my list of people I admire and respect. Smart, kind, hardworking people that are living a good life like all of us. Judgement is not for me, I have my own issues, I do not want others to judge me. There is no one walking the face of the earth that is perfect. If you think so, you are living in a dream world. Just be kind to others even if they are different, race, religion, education, wealth, age, sexual orientation, overweight, homes, cars. We are all doing the best we can in our own circumstances.
 
Mr. Ed said:
As posted I adopted a new dog. Charlie is more than I can tolerate or handle at times. Such as hyperactivity and just plain craziness. I’m learning how to keep my cool and Charlie is being Charlie so the problem is me. I am less tolerant of my behavior than any others.
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I knew it would be hard. Adding a new dog to the family is. It is not just you but the whole household that must adapt. He was grown when you got him so you did not have the chance to learn his personality and give him direction on how to behave. The ball is in your court now, you are the owner and must teach him what is allowed. You may have to put him in a kennel when necessary. He had just been with you a short while, he should be picking up on what the other dogs are doing. Have patience but be firm so he can learn the rules of the family.
 
Mr. Ed said:
what is your boiling point and how tolerant are you under adverse conditions?
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Story time;


Last job before retirement

I have a bit of a flash temper (you? Gary? a thin skinned Irish buzzard?)
Yep

Back when I toiled for others, I ran into situations with the finer forms of humanity.
Wimin in bizniss.
Aggressive, mean but polite, ornery, devious, conniving, scheming, jealous, tricky, shrewd, wimin.
…and that was just the cleaning lady.

Before I got bumped into upper management, never knew what went on in some lady’s minds.
Seemed nice, cordial, pretty, fit, a tad amatory in regard to attire of choice.
They were very good with what they did.
Puzzled me they could devote so much time to conniving and yet do such a commendable job with their departments.
And, man, cut ya down in a heartbeat, think nothing of it.
I pretty much settled in to their step-n-fetch-it guy.
Survival.

But

There were times

Planning meetings
Closed conference rooms
You could feel the electricity
their targets were each other
the stare...daggers across the conference table
Get between ‘em and you’d be zapped, turned to a quivering mass of goo, something to be mopped up and flushed.
They’d even join forces to accomplish that, then go back to efficiently plotting each other’s demise.
I was there to cut that potential electrical storm with humor

Not easy

At times I became their target
I’m not a guy that dwells on things
Guys are like that
Git mad at someone, have it out, done, over.

But,

with these ladies, they caused me to think, even dream up certain scenarios.
I’d find myself, on the way to work, thinking up snappy comebacks.
Never came to fruition, but, somehow gratifying.

However

Even if one was successful in the upbraiding dept, they’d pull out their ultimate weapon...crying.

I was culling some scrap wire in the warehouse.
Left over garbage from an auction lot.
Wasn’t even in inventory.
The QAM came running at me.

‘You can’t just scrap that without getting approval!’
‘Nothing is scrap unless I say it is!’

Got all in my face
Started thumping my chest
I focused on her finger, thumping as she blathered
Something welled within
Took the ten pound spool of unusable wire
Raised it high
And smashed it on the warehouse floor with as much force as I could muster
‘Now! It’s scrap!!’
(felt like Moses)

She ran off, locked herself in her office.
You could hear her in there, crying.

‘bout then the prez came thru the front door
Whistling a joyful tune
Holding a happy meal breakfast in a bag
Got some coffee
Asked how things were going

Heh

I so love retirement
 
I usually don't answer the phone if I don't know who's calling but made the mistake of answering. It was a telemarketer who has been repeatedly calling me from different numbers. All I can say is she kept talking over me after I told her not to call me anymore. I let her have it. End of story..,
Lol
 
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"Imagine an annoying family member or longterm guest who relentlessly pushes your button nonstop 24 hours a day?"

Can't imagine that because it has never happened to me.

I did have a supervisor that made my life miserable on the job. He liked to stop in for a few beers after work & had a crew that he stopped to have beers with. I didn't join that crew & he resented that. But like most things in life that as a situation changed with time. Time did favor me because he was allowed to retire with a pension just before I almost became his supervisor. Seems drinking on company time was also one of his favorite things to do. The retiring department head knew that for quite awhile but was reluctant to do anything. That changed only because he was retiring. I guess retiring with a clean slate of no problems was made possible by allowing that supervisor to retire instead of firing him after 30+ years with the company.
 
Marian said:
When I’m speaking and my husband walks out of the room.
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hollydolly said:
..that was something my husband did all the time.. drove me nuts
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Same here; I joked to someone not too long ago: "If I ever want him out of the room for whatever reason, all I have to do is open my mouth and he's outta here!" (Full disclosure, he doesn't always walk out of the room, sometimes he turns the sound up on the tv or stares fixedly out the window, "What are they doing over there across the street?")
 
Mr. Ed said:
Imagine an annoying family member or longterm guest who relentlessly pushes your button nonstop 24 hours a day? This person knows all of your weaknesses to use against you. He/she is a master of psychological destruction and all you think about are ways to rid yourself from them.

what is your boiling point and how tolerant are you under adverse conditions?
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That sounds intolerable. They'd be gone.
 
People in drive-thru line-ups who order everything in the store and hold up the line forever. I mean, either walk inside to place your order or go to a bloody restaurant.

At the Gas Station when Lotto boy is ahead of you at the cash checking 40 of his tickets and buying 14 new scratch-and-win cards when I just wanna pay for my lousy 20 bucks worth of gas.
 
AccessARide makes me crazy. Always late, always lying about how much they will be late. I feel like a hostage in the car, never sure where I'm going, as driver can pick up another passenger at any time. I have flipped out and screamed on occasion. It did no good. I need therapy to help me with this problem.
 
Gary O' said:
Story time;


Last job before retirement

I have a bit of a flash temper (you? Gary? a thin skinned Irish buzzard?)
Yep

Back when I toiled for others, I ran into situations with the finer forms of humanity.
Wimin in bizniss.
Aggressive, mean but polite, ornery, devious, conniving, scheming, jealous, tricky, shrewd, wimin.
…and that was just the cleaning lady.

Before I got bumped into upper management, never knew what went on in some lady’s minds.
Seemed nice, cordial, pretty, fit, a tad amatory in regard to attire of choice.
They were very good with what they did.
Puzzled me they could devote so much time to conniving and yet do such a commendable job with their departments.
And, man, cut ya down in a heartbeat, think nothing of it.
I pretty much settled in to their step-n-fetch-it guy.
Survival.

But

There were times

Planning meetings
Closed conference rooms
You could feel the electricity
their targets were each other
the stare...daggers across the conference table
Get between ‘em and you’d be zapped, turned to a quivering mass of goo, something to be mopped up and flushed.
They’d even join forces to accomplish that, then go back to efficiently plotting each other’s demise.
I was there to cut that potential electrical storm with humor

Not easy

At times I became their target
I’m not a guy that dwells on things
Guys are like that
Git mad at someone, have it out, done, over.

But,

with these ladies, they caused me to think, even dream up certain scenarios.
I’d find myself, on the way to work, thinking up snappy comebacks.
Never came to fruition, but, somehow gratifying.

However

Even if one was successful in the upbraiding dept, they’d pull out their ultimate weapon...crying.

I was culling some scrap wire in the warehouse.
Left over garbage from an auction lot.
Wasn’t even in inventory.
The QAM came running at me.

‘You can’t just scrap that without getting approval!’
‘Nothing is scrap unless I say it is!’

Got all in my face
Started thumping my chest
I focused on her finger, thumping as she blathered
Something welled within
Took the ten pound spool of unusable wire
Raised it high
And smashed it on the warehouse floor with as much force as I could muster
‘Now! It’s scrap!!’
(felt like Moses)

She ran off, locked herself in her office.
You could hear her in there, crying.

‘bout then the prez came thru the front door
Whistling a joyful tune
Holding a happy meal breakfast in a bag
Got some coffee
Asked how things were going

Heh

I so love retirement
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:ROFLMAO: I am crushed! I always had women on a pedestal!
 
What is driving me over the edge is my husband refusing to allow the shower stall in our main bathroom to be regrouted so we can use it after 4 (5? not sure anymore). And, refusing to talk about it.
At one time he said he has a plan but will not talk about said plan.
Maybe the plan is to send me over the edge?
 

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