I've been pretty-well fed up with people of late. Those at work are on my last nerve (I'm "abrasive", remember?) with their oversensitivity and politically correct bullcrap.
I pull into my driveway today, of my modest house to see that the cable company has taken several feet of my yard and ripped it up in order to bury cable lines in my yard. They actually appeared to have driven through my flower garden in the process. In short, it's a muddy, horrible-looking mess that nearly made my eyes roll back into my head.
I asked one of them what the hell they were doing on my property and he cheerfully informed me that it's not my property because the cable company is paid taxes by my borough so that they can do this. I quickly corrected him, in that it's MY tax money that the borough gives them with which to rip up my yard.
I then addressed them driving through my flower garden and a few other issues. They told me how "lucky" I was, because they were using "direct drilling", rather than a backhoe. They said the backhoe would rip my sidewalks and driveway completely up and that I'd just have to deal with that. I said, "No, YOU are lucky you're not doing that, because then we'd have to summon the SWAT team to my house." They thought that was funny, and laughed. With a few choice words, I explained that I was even HALF-joking about that, because there really would be a very serious situation. I then bluntly (perhaps abrasively) told them that I did not want them on my property, and that they needed to get the (expletive deleted) off my property and fix what they destroyed.
They promised to fix everything. Wife promptly snapped some photos of the mayhem (God bless her). She saw that I was past the end of my rope, and she knows that I've been beyond stressed lately.
I just can't stand people's obnoxiousness lately. I believe the stress at work is mostly responsible, and it uses up the patience that God has supplied me with, and then some. Normally, I'm relatively cordial to most folks, but the more I'm pushed, the more blunt I become, until I turn off my cordiality and simply look people in the eyes and say what's on my mind. Which, at that point, usually isn't very nice.
I really try to conduct myself as a Christian all the time, and to do things that please God and to love my fellow man. But, as a human in a hellish environment, I realize I've been falling pretty damn short lately.