Not so Grown Up

Nope, I’m not. A grownup is supposed to be able to handle frustration. Heck, they’re not supposed to get frustrated. Me? I do. Always had a problem dealing with it, because I never learned how. I can get the not-so-screaming me-meies, even throw things when it happens (always soft stuff that won’t break (except a few Legos models) or hurt anyone, and never at someone, always at walls). Had a problem with it at work, a post I rarely work, with park gates and the locks on them. Gates wouldn’t line up for locking, and then the locks wouldn’t work like they should, one refusing to stay locked, the other sticking. Finally, all got locked. Only thing that got thrown was my jacket on the grass. After,I cool down, but I seriously ticked-off. How do the other officers handle it? Or doesn’t it only happen to me? Inquiring minds would like to know.


About carolynsworld

security officer, library rat, cat lover, into fantasy and some scifi
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