ihath

The man honked at me as I was about to take a left turn. He was trying to rush me, as in “turn already!”. Instead, I stop the car and look in my rear view mirror. Now, he is more angry, his face is turning red and he starts honking repetitively. Honk, honk, honk. It was a beautiful sunny day in Vancouver, Tracy Chapman was playing on the radio and I was in a good mood. I can’t remember why I was in a good mood, but I distinctively remember that sense of serenity that I felt on that day. The guy comes out of his car, his face is red and he tells me to kiss a certain body part of his. I ask him if he would like me to do that in the street right there and then, or if he would rather we go somewhere else. Now his face is all contorted, he starts calling me all sorts of names which I don’t wish to repeat in polite company. I blow him a kiss, “love and peace brother, have a nice day”. I answer him. Ok! now I am ready to take that left turn, now that he looks like he will start frothing at the mouth at any minute. I think what annoyed him the most is the fact that he couldn’t wipe the smile off my face. Yeah! I am annoying like that.

Remember how I told you that I don’t get depressed, I get even. Well the next story is a perfect example

When I lived in Scotland, we had your typical busy body neighbor. He would stick notes on the entrance to our apartment with a list of his complaints. We made too much noise, my daughter cried too much and we didn’t pick up the newspaper from our door step promptly enough in the morning. So one day when I got fed up with his notes. I took a sheet of paper and drew a big and colorful smiley face on it. I wrote underneath it, “Smile, life is too short”. I stuck the paper in the exact place where he usually stuck his notes. He became the butt of jokes in our apartment building and we never saw another note from him ever again. Not to me and not to anybody else in our building. It is funny how you can turn somebody’s anger against them and still maintain your cool.

So next time you meet an angry miserable person, don’t miss your chance to have some good clean fun. If you are mad at ihath, ihath will teach you a lesson on how little she cares about what others think of her.

Like when somebody calls me a bitch. I always respond by saying,” Now that is original, I have never been called that before …….. Not!”. Then I start laughing. It always drives the person mad.

There is a way between voice and presence where information flows.