I found a woman standing in the middle of the huge throng at the Manhattan DMV and crying. Tears were rolling down her cheeks.
The workers there are callous and brusk, the routine is confusing and one is shuttled from window to window.
I put my arms around her and told her we could work it out together. I found her window. I spoke for her (she was a timid soul), and for only a few minutes of my time, I managed to rescue her. Until this moment, I never told anyone about this...but, it's made me smile every time I've remembered it.
That makes me smile, and makes me glad there are people like you in this world....
She probably remembers it clearly, too, Verbalista. An angel at the DMV - who knew? :)
I have screamed in the car - just let off some steam.
The other day I fired off a rather pointed letter to my daughter's dermatologist. We went in for her scheduled appointment only to find that the appointment "should have been rescheduled." There was no doctor in the office. I was miffed at that. She told us to come back in the next morning. We came back the next morning and waited nearly an hour in the waiting room, and when finally shown into the room was told it would be at least another 20 minutes. We promptly left and I wrote a letter "explaining" that I had lost 5 hours from work, which my employer expects me to account for or my pay will be docked, my daughter lost 3 hours from school, AND I drove 40 miles. And my daughter still hadn't been seen!! I said since the office expects patients to pay a $35 cancellation fee I was charging them $70 for them effectively cancelling our appointments. Hmph. Haven't heard anything from them yet. Don't expect any $, but it felt good to let them know from a patient's point of view how we felt about this crap.
I used to punch things , walls , doors , etc . Broke a lot of walls , doors and knuckles in the process . On one job , I hired an assistant who moved into my old office when I moved into a bigger one . The first day he came in to ask me why there were knuckle marks all over the cinder block column in the office and teeth marks all over the phone receiver .
posted by Dirck
9 months ago
A good. long, loud scream will usually do it for me.
I usually just start raving and ranting and then I am done. By the time anybody knows I'm mad, I am over it.
posted by MT71
9 months ago
Mt71, that so sounds like my usual way of venting...lol...someimes I can even give ya a "dirty look"...lol....nobody ever knows it if I am mad...that makes me mad...but, oh well...it's a mad, mad, mad world...hehehe
Dang Dirck...teeth marks on the telephone??..I would have saved it to laugh at...as a reminder not to get that miffed...I might've asked for a copy of a dentist bill so It'd be a double sure not to chomp on thangs...lol....you kill me dirck...
