Finally, at the check-out counter, I felt that I was in safe territory. But even there, I encountered problems. One of the items in my shopping cart did not have a price code. As a result,the entire line was held up while someone was dispatched to confirm the actual price. Meanwhile, other impatient customers were glaring at me as if I was solely responsible for their delay. At last, someone found the correct price and I checked out. With a final effort to remain calm, I made my way back to my car, only to discover that in my haste I had locked the keys inside.
By this time I’d lost all desire to remain calm and controlled. A bumper sticker on the next car summarized my exact feelings. It said, “Patience, my ass . . . I want to kill somebody.” Placing my bag of groceries on the hood of the car, I wanted to scream in frustration. I had a spare key,but it was at home. There’s got to be a better way,I reasoned. And then it struck me. I had been reacting to all the aggravating events of the day. All I needed to do was to respond in a more enlightened manner. I had forgotten my resolve to change my perceptions and deal with problems on a different level.
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