The sheer amount of people I've encountered in the last two years that have some odd sense of self-importance and self-entitlement -- at least from what they spew forth -- is almost staggering. Where do these people get these ideas? Okay, for some I know it's drugs, or some kind of mental imbalance, or both... and for some it's just self esteem so low, it's below sea level. But why take others down just because you're the one that feels hurt, abused, lied to and deceived, etc.? I've never understood people who put out the "take my ball and go home attitude" -- I've always left with an open heart and willingness to share. Karmically, if just doesn't pay to be selfish.
Also... ick. Brandy's cat, Saturn, just started to wheeze and keeled over, with no precursors. She called me hysterically and I ran over to tend to her and the situation, pacing and waiting for a cab because no one was around to offer a ride at that hour. By the time I got to her door, which actually wound up only being about 10 minutes, the cat was totally still and rag doll limp -- and she was a mess. Ugh. Had to body bag it for Animal Care and Control and put it in the carrier for her to take in... and put the carrier in the car trunk so she didn't have to stare at it all night. Then scrubbed and mopped the floor, packed up all the toys and supplies, which I brought home with me. What a sad day.
At least I had a warm, soft voice to end my day with pleasant dreams.
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