I had to drag out the old fish bowl for this one.
*plops said-fish bowl on the
table, scooches it into better light*
Whenever I have a particularly inane or insane incident with my crazies
(panic, anxiety and gnat tendencies at the restaurant Thursday night… see
yesterday’s blog for the bloody particulars), I try to examine the happening
from all angles.
Putting it in this old fish bowl here, I try my darnedest to learn
something from it. Either what I can do differently next time to prevent
Stuck-Bug Syndrome, or at least note down what the Stuck-Bug triggers were.
(Seeing as how understanding my panic disorder has become the white whale to my
Ahab, all data is appreciated.)
If nothing valuable can be learned there, I try to flip the incident
into something literary. Putting different characters in the same situation and
watching how they’d each handle the Stuck-Bugness is surprisingly enlightening…
most of the time.
This time, not so much.
Oh well. The old fish bowl trick doesn’t always work, but it does make
one heck of a conversation piece to drag out in a Saturday blog.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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