Are you mad at me? I seem to be hearing this question a lot lately and each time I’m surprised – I haven’t talked to most of these people in several months…why would I be angry with them? What made them think I was mad? Obviously, the not talking to them part is being misconstrued as anger…hmm.
So, again for the record, I’m not mad. A simple case of FATIGUE-INDUCED-ANTI-SOCIAL-TENDENCIES SYNDROME (FIASTS) is the real reason behind my silence.
It’s also apparent that I haven’t written in this blog for a while. More questions:
What’s wrong? Are you tired of writing…have you decided to stop blogging…are you okay? Nothing. No. No. Yes.
I’m fine. There’s nothing terribly wrong. I’m simply suffering from a mild case of NOT-WRITE-NOW DISORDER (NWND) along with my FATIGUE-INDUCED ANTI-SOCIAL-TENDENCIES SYNDROME. It’s perfectly normal given my situation. Or, is it? Maybe I should be worried about these new developments…of course, I should be really, shouldn’t I?
Maybe I need to call the local medical board and mention these new diseases to them. After all, I am noticing that more and more people around me are showing symptoms of FIASTS and NWND.
The symptoms seem to start in your early 40’s and are related to high-stress jobs in the automotive industry. They include lack-of-sleep due to 70-hour work weeks, irritability following hours and hours of repetitive training tasks, and the inability to cope with hundreds of incomprehensible, irrational responses from salespeople, convenience store clerks, and telemarketing companies in the same week.
(I mean, c’mon, sales professionals, I really must have the customer’s last name and social security number to run a credit check…and to the telemarketers, can you quit calling my work number to offer me dish network specials …and local convenience store owners, why exactly can’t you keep my brand of cigarettes in stock – why are we always waiting on the truck??? Does the truck actually even stop at this store?)
Maybe I’ve discovered the newest major epidemic and should call the CDC. They might be able to quarantine me and those I’ve been in contact with since developing FIASTS and NWND.
Quarantine would have to help ease the symptoms. After all, I couldn’t begin to tap my foot impatiently as I ring-up my self-serve groceries in a line that should be faster, but isn’t, because for some reason I always seem to need an attendant to push a button before I can continue! And quarantine would certainly reduce my tendency to blurt out, have you lost your mind, every time my salespeople show up in my office and explain to me that the customer has offered $5000 less for the car they’re looking at than we paid for it!
I might even be able to recover from that nasty little habit I have of actually expecting the drive-thru people to put all my food in the bag the first time if the CDC would just quarantine me until my FIASTS and NWND improves or goes into remission.
I think I’ll stop writing now and make that call…I’m sure the CDC can help me or maybe the medical board…I’ll talk to you all soon and write more on the blog…just as soon as my FIASTS and NWND goes into remission.
Thanks WA and WC…glad you liked it, and thanks for stopping by. I’m trying to make more time for writing – adding extra hours at the end of my day now…did you know you can turn-back the hands on some wall clocks?! LOL
I believe that I also have FIASTS, but I work in the Insurance Industry, which relates to the auto industry.. and perhaps we should also mention to the CDC that this could possibly also be hereditary… since no one actually split us at birth..=) lol.. Luv ya sis! This is awesome and makes me think about my own illness, DFRC.. Don’t F’n really care!.. =) I have been working on therapy to go into remission, but we often come against stumbling blocks, WORK and MWOM.. work and men without morals!
Your sister.. the Wyld Chyld..
I can relate to this post. Lately I’ve been doing my share of foot tapping, hand signals while driving (so many people in my area rate a #1), NOT talking, and in general being withdrawn.
Glad to see you posting again. I look forward to them.
I haven’t had the pleasure of meeting you before now, but I sure can relate to this post! My soon-to-be-ex (checking my watch) tells me I have no patience at all (foot tapping) because I will honk my horn at the idjit driver in front of me (come. on.) to notice the light has changed to green.
At work the other night, a guy who has a completely different job from mine insisted (grrr) that a piece of freight could be stored in a place it didn’t fit (snarl), and proceeded to take over my space to prove it (steam coming out my ears). After ten minutes of trying, and of crushing other pieces of freight as he stood on them (reaching my boiling point) to rearrange all my previous work (where’s a gun?), I lost it with him and told him to get the $#&&$#@^% out of my space. And he had the jewels to tell me before he left that I have a bad attitude. The way I see it, I don’t need anger management, they need to stop pissin’ me off!
I cannot express how grateful I am to know I am not the only person who feels this way. And as I glance to the right and see the categories you have written about, I think we must have been split apart at birth. I hope that at least this day is a completely peaceful and productive day for you, Colleen. It was nice “meeting” you.
Thanks so much SW, I’m glad you enjoyed it…and it’s good to know I’m not alone with all my impatience issues:) Yesterday was a blissful, quiet day – Thanks! And it’s very nice meeting you too!