A friend said the other day, “I’m going to spend some quality time in the walk-in fridge at work.”
It wasn’t about the weather. It was about his mood. His emotions needed chilling. They were out of hand. Leaking out and making a mess all over the floor. And this was a restaurant he worked in. Nobody wanted tears with the gazpacho. It messes with the temperature of the soup.
It’s fascinating the ways people handle emotions. So much of it is cultural.
The Japanese hide theirs behind a veneer of formality.
The British remain polite no matter what devastation is occurring.
The French smoke more and talk faster.
The Americans pop pills.
Middle Easterners shout and holler.
The Russians drink more vodka.
And the Mexicans pull out guns and shoot.
Truth is nobody handles his feelings well.
Emotions are difficult to control once they’re out. For example, Romeo and Juliet drank poison; Hamlet died in a sword fight with a poisoned tip; Caesar was stabbed; Ophelia drowned, and MacBeth was beheaded.
And that’s just our fictional relatives.
It’s no wonder people aren’t skilled at expressing their feelings. Their examples are too emotional.
Calvin says, “When I’m emotional, I roll in the foulest smelling grass my nose can find. Then I run to you for a hug.”
I think we should all do it Calvin’s way!! 🙂
haha! not if you have to smell him!