Irrationally Unreasonable
I think the title is apt.
This described me earlier today. It annoyed me that I was like that.
I had a young kid next to me on the tram, poor kid had the hiccups. But for some strange reason – each hiccup greatly bothered me. It got worse and worse. I felt like telling him to be quiet. BUT… I know he couldn’t do anything, it was out of his control. So why did it bother me? and why today? why….when any other given day I would chuckle it off.
Sometimes a baby will cry and i wonder if there is an off button.
Not the I made poopie cry, nor the I passed wind cry, not even the I’m hungry cry, or I’m sad cry, not the I’m bored cry or the look at me cry, nor any of the other hundred million baby cries there are… it’s the I’m being stubborn and trying to get my own way cry. That irritates me.
This led me to thinking… why are we sometimes unreasonable?
a thought to ponder 🙂
sometimes its just the straw that breaks the camels back. things accumalate, or its our perspective/mood at the moment.
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I believe being unreasonable is what makes us human, and people who want us to rise above those feelings are irrational communists who should be deported.
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I think sometimes we just get too caught up in our own heads and anything that interrupts that irritates us to an unreasonable extent. I do the same thing sometimes. Also, RYN: Thanks. I think I’m mostly sad that one of my favorite people is forever gone and I met him through this place. I never even got to meet him and now I’ll never be able to hug him and it makes me very sad. I’m adding you to my bookmarks, hope you don’t mind!
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Sometimes we get into a “zone”, and we object to anything that disturbs it.
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Sorry, random noter, but this struck a chord with me: one of my students got the hiccups in class the other day. At first, I had to fight back the impulse to say “Bless you” after each hiccup. After a while, I had to fight back the urge to kick her out of class.
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