#annyoance

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You Should Know Who I Am!

??random person who feels famous??: Hello there~!

Me: hello, did you need something?

???: well don't you know who I am?

Me: um, no....sorry should I?

????: YES you should!

Me: okay then let me ask you a question, do you know who I am?

???: no, but why should that matter?

Me: that's what I thought, bye person...have a nice day~

[alvinparker7-blog]

How to Manage Annoyance Tantrum in Kids

You're standing in the snack passageway of the supermarket. Lying at your feet is your toddler, who has just been informed (by you) that, no, she cannot have the Cinderella fruit snacks. Her face has turned gloominess somewhere between red and purple. Her fists are pounding the floor in rage as she emits a shriek that can be heard in the farthest reaches of the parking lot. The other shoppers are yawning at this spectacle as you wish badly for a hole to open in the floor and swallow you up.

Many a parent has been through a scenario like this, although the tantrum might have taken a slightly different form; crying, hitting, kicking, stomping, throwing things, and breath holding are all popular tantrum techniques.

Temper tantrums are extremely common in children, especially between ages 1 and 4 -- the early part of which is sometimes called the "terrible 2s" -- when kids are still learning how to communicate effectively. More than half of young children will have one or more tantrums a week as they vent their frustrations and displeasure their lack of control.

[igotthislast19-blog]

Anger

Ugh. I am really angry, and its not justified just that stubborn anger that you cant shake. I am so so mad this weight won't go away. I find it so annoying and I can't shake it. the way in my head you can find my goals in a museum they're an exhibit on display behind glass, I can see what I want and I know I can break the glass but its so thick its going to take a while to smash it. but its so close I can see it but that pane of glass. Sigh I am just so angry if you have any advice on how to flip it to motivation you would be a hero.

[discokitten]

those model shots you take of yourself with your webcam are so original. fuck you

[thingsicantletgo]

Let me put that away for you

We moved into a new house. This new house has what they call a service quarter in the back of the compound to accommodate service staff. Behind our compound flows a creek. These waters, much to my bother and irritation, are a rubbish chute for many people living close-by. The sight makes you miserable. And... you might think public toilets are the worst place on earth but, believe me, the smell of this "water" makes you want to move into yesterday's bar's rest room.

Anyways, here's the story. Recently, in the service quarter, my housemate was talking to one of our guards when she noticed a door at the back. Asked where it led, the guard showed her it was an exit to the creek. Our private, first-row VIP exit for littering the creek bank. Look, that's where the trash goes!

Way to ruin my fun, thanks. Really, now, I am one of those? Littering all over the place? Yes, yes, yes. Okay then, our bad: we didn't inquire into where the trash was going in the first place, we just assumed our helpers were handing it over to the litter service (a service that costs about one Euro monthly, by the way). Sure, we opted out of peering up with the anti-environmentalists. Sure, quickly, we told our staff that, guys, ah... littering the creek is not okay. Littering the environment is not okay. Not on our watch, for better or worse, and even if everybody else does it, as they said (and there's already all that trash there, it wouldn't matter), we do it differently.

This city — here it says, the sixth filthiest place in the world — faces insidiuous environmental problems. With no proper infrastructure, no adequate waste water disposal, by far not enough sanitation facilities, come severe health risks and extreme pollution. And a lack of awareness for the havoc you're wreaking so big it will run a solid 4x4 into the trash creek if you put it in the car's passenger seat. There are more and more worthy attempts to get to terms with both the wide-spread ignorance and the trash (look e.g. here) yet that's not enough.

Of course, this includes myself. I can't entirely erase my impact on the local environment. Not just because, partly, it seems impossible or it's likely I'll miss out on some things such as the creek thing. As well because of my potential for self-delusion and my own personal, yeah, laziness-induced ignorance. My fuel consumption is sky-rocketing; I am almost always driving in stop-and-go traffic, and Addis' altitude takes its toll, too. There is no way of getting your hands on clean drinking water without buying it in one-way bottles. And everything you buy comes in an almost decadent layer of plastic. BUT. I don't want my trash to be part of the landscape! I don't want to pollute that creek! I carry my tiny pieces of chewing gum wrappers home because trash bins in the city are as frequent as in the wild open. I feel so ridiculously helpless about it that, in fact, when one of our hired drivers throws his trash out of the window, I make him go back and pick it up, even if he'll curse at me in tongues. When I say I disapprove of littering, they'd always nod the head, laugh, and say "OK, OK, no problem, it's OK". Only when I say, "no, really, I don't think it's OK", they'd realise I am serious and be very irritated. I know how this sounds. But what can I do? Call it my venture for meaningfulness. Which, then again, has me think — I don't want to be an imperialist of the mind. Or do I? Am I? There's a huge argument going on in my head between the imperialist and the relativist, similar to this one:

Inside of my head I've solved the issue and then rebuked my solution a hundred times over. Usually drunk on whiskey or wine, or gorged on hummus and bread ... I think something like, We'll just liberate them. We'll just show them the right way of doing things by being their example. Or, Fucking revolution, man! ... I feel the little imperialist inside of me begging to save the day by taking control and then forcefully willing people to [see the world] the same way that I do.

I don't know how to approach it without coming out as a patronising smug. But, honestly, I so wish the littering could end. There's so much to win with clean water and a clean environment. Living conditions could improve by an enormous extent if only everyone cared for his/her commitment to minimise the pollution. I'm agonna start with no longer taking plastic bags in the supermarkets and trying to be more cautios and attentive. And I'll look out for more opportunities. Call me when you got one.