I think sometimes I get too frustrated with simple annoyances in life. A fight with big chain stores because they failed to update my membership discount card, or because another store failed to register my warranty plan for an expensive item three times, are these major or minor annoyances? Or how about that grandest of irritations to some of us—the automated response I get when I call a company and the fact that no matter how many options offered, none of them match the problem I need to solve—look idiots, if I’ve broken down to actually calling you rather than submitting a question via your website, odds are my problem is more complex than the simple options I can select by pressing a suggested number, and I need a human capable of thought, with problem solving & customer service skills, who understands that not all problems fit into the narrow categories offered by the automated voice. Argh, stuff like that just eats time and energy!
I mean, I’ve had cancer, so shouldn’t I be handling all disasters, large and small, with a beatific smile, calm assurance, and stuff like that?
Or, how about my preferred way of looking at it, which is, hey, I have a cancer card that doubles as a get out of jail free card. I get a free pass for the rest of my life on these petty things. Now, let me have my way!
Ah, sweet fantasies!