Okay, okay, I'll pretend to laugh at 'em. Holy Moly! What a bunch of fuss over a bunch of idiotic jokes! I'll act like they're funny. But no pushing! One is enough. I've had people follow me around at work and in school, reading off their list of blonde jokes! Man, if I ever wanted to punch somebody in the nose!! They're like "Polack jokes" or something. If you're "lucky" enough to be Scandinavian, you're automatically the butt of people's jokes. Maybe that's what ticks me off. But if people think that way -- it's their bad! They're showing THEIR ignorance, not mine!
What can I tell ya? All I was trying to do was say, "hey, I don't think those jokes are funny anymore." (Meaning: "please don't direct them at me.") You'd think I had just accused Bush of being a Democrat! (Thanks to ONE person, and I use the term loosely.)
It takes a LOT to make me angry, and I am VERY forgiving and more likely to give someone the benefit of the doubt than not -- BUT! When someone does push me over the threshhold, watch out! Fireworks! I can and do bite, punch, and kick when I've been pushed too far. Usually, it's not over something someone's done to me, but to someone else -- especially if I love that someone else!! I can scrap with the best of 'em. I don't enjoy it, but I'll do it. (How do you think I fought my way through the patient advocacy mess, took it to the top, and won?! It wasn't by being complacent!! *G*)
Okay. I'm ready for the future again. Thank you, Misty! I'll have my meds tomorrow, and hopefully I'll be calmer. But now I guess everyone knows I don't back away from an issue that I believe in. No matter what. If I believe I'm right, I fight! If I hadn't, I'd be dead by now. I'm just sorry that things had to get sticky here.
"Department of Redundancy Department!" LOL!
This may be redundant, but I mean it, as always:
Love ya, Misty!!
The Beepmeister! ;-}