You will not be punished for your anger, you will be punished by your anger.
If I had one recommendation to make after all these years it might be “Don’t sweat the small stuff”. It seems that far too many of us are quick to anger even at something trivial and most of the time it is something we can’t do anything about. I wonder sometimes if those who are quick to criticize are really personally insecure and try to boost their egos by finding fault with others.
Trust me, it is just not worth it. The one who pays the price is the one who lets the inconsequential get under their skin. From a wellbeing standpoint there is something calming and rewarding about realizing that whatever it is that was upsetting will pass and life will go on and it is far better if it goes on without being burned by unnecessary anger.
I think I shared the following with you before but I think it is worth doing again.
Help Us to Remember
Help us to remember that the jerk who cut us off in traffic last night is a single mother who worked nine hours that day, that she is rushing home to cook dinner and help with homework, to do the laundry and spend a few precious moments with her children.
Help us to remember that the pierced, tattooed, disinterested young man who takes forever at the checkout stand, is a worried 19-year-old college student, who is balancing his apprehension over final exams with his fear of not getting his student loans for next semester.
Remind us that the scary looking bum, begging for money in the same spot every day (who really ought to get a job!) is a slave to addictions that we can only imagine in our worst nightmares.
Help us to remember that the old couple walking annoyingly slow through the store aisles and blocking our shopping progress are savoring this moment, knowing that, based on the biopsy report she got back last week, this will be the last year that they go shopping together.
Let us be slow to judge and quick to forgive.
Let us show patience, empathy and love.
Open our hearts not to just those who are close to us, but to all humanity.
Remind us each day that of all the gifts you give us, the greatest gift is love.
Every day we have plenty of opportunities to get angry, stressed or offended. But what you’re doing when you indulge these negative emotions is giving something outside yourself power over your happiness. You can choose to not let little things upset you.
Margaret was royally peeved! She was arguing with the druggist because her favorite cure-all could not be bought without a prescription. “Look, lady. You can’t have this without a prescription because it’s a habit-forming drug.” “IT IS NOT!!!!” Screamed Margaret! “I ought to know: I’ve been taking it regularly for seventeen years!”
“Keeping score of old scores and scars, getting even and one-upping, always make you less than you are.”
When our second child was on the way, my wife and I attended a pre-birth class aimed at couples who had already had at least one child. The instructor raised the issue of breaking the news to the older child. It went like this:
“Some parents,” she said, “tell the older child, ‘We love you so much we decided to bring another child into this family.’ But think about that. Ladies, what if your husband came home one day and said, ‘Honey, I love you so much I decided to bring home another wife.'”
One of the women spoke up immediately. “Does she cook???”
Seen at Fleegleman’s Kosher Deli: “The customer is always right; misinformed maybe — perhaps impolite, stubborn, and irate, even dumb, … but never wrong!”
During my training as a medical-group receptionist, I was told never to recommend one of our doctors over another, but simply state who had available appointments. One day a woman came in and looked at me conspiratorially. “I’m a nurse,” she whispered, “and I know the staff always knows which doctors are good and which aren’t. Who do you think I should see?” Knowing my supervisor was listening close by, I tried to sound most professional. “Oh, I’m sorry,” I replied. “I can’t recommend any of our doctors.” “Well, you must know!” she said, heading for the door.
The union workers at the Federal Mint went on strike today. They are demanding to make less money!
A man goes into a pub, sets at the bar, and orders five pints. The barman gives him an odd look since the guy’s all by himself, but he serves up the five pints and lines them up on the bar. The man downs them….One, Two, Three, Four, Five. He finishes the last one and calls to the barman, “Four pints, please, mate!” The barman serves up four pints and lines them on the bar. The man downs them….One, Two, Three, Four. Then he belches loudly, sways slightly on the stool, and orders three more pints. And one after the other, he knocks them back….One, Two, Three. “Two pints, mate!” he calls, and the barman places two pints in front of him. Down they go….One, Two. As the man slams the last one down on the bar, he says, “One pint, mate.” So the barman fills the glass. The guy sits there, staring at it for for a moment, trying to focus. Then he looks at the barman and says, “Y’know, it’sh a funny t’ing, but the less I drink, the drunker I get…”
A pessimist is a man who looks both ways before crossing a one-way street.
Laurence J Peter
Murphy applied for an engineering position at an Irish firm based in Dublin. An American applied for the same job, and both applicants, having the same qualifications, were asked to take a test by the department manager.
Upon completion of the test, both men had only missed one of the questions on the test. All the other questions were answered correctly. The manager went to Murphy and said, “Thanks to both of you for your interest, but we’ve decided to give the American the job.”
Murphy said, “And why would you be doing that? We both got 9 questions correct. This being Ireland and me being Irish, I should get the job!”
The manager replied, “We have made our decision not on the correct answers, but on the question you missed.”
“And just how would one incorrect answer be better than the other?” asked Murphy.
The manager replied, “Simple. The American put down for question five, ‘I don’t know.’ You put down, ‘Neither do I.'”
Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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