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Even in the land of crazy people, I still don't fit in.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008 @ 10:59 PM
I went to an "emotional regulation" group that my therapist put together. Today was the orientation. Many of the other participants are mostly AA drop-outs who, if today was any indication, want to treat the group as though it's their personal one-on-one therapy session instead of actually working on emotional regulation skills. Total waste of time.
Today my annoyance with children reached a new peak. Every day at the pharmacy, I am surrounded by bratty children. Toddlers scream and screech, kindergartners demand candy and toys, they stomp their feet and yell, "You're no fair!" and "But it's mine."
But today, a kid who was at least nine and might have been eleven, threw a tantrum because his mother refused to buy him a Twizzlers. His mother tried reasoning with him, she even tried threatening him with vague punishments. He did not relent. His mother and sister left the store, and he was still trying to get me to scan the Twizzlers at my register. I told him, "You're being very rude," which I don't think his mother appreciated. I was about to start giving him a lecture ("Money doesn't grow on trees, you need to show your mother more respect, and from now on, and if you can't learn to behave more maturely, no one will like you. You can either start being a better human being, or die alone. Possibly by my hand.") But I thought better of it. He finally followed his mother and sister out the door, and I just muttered to myself, "Kid, you are way too old to pull that shit."
Tomorrow I'm taking the bus to Binghamton to spend my two days off with my mom, going out to eat excellent food and shopping. I'll stay Wednesday and Thursday night, and my mom's going to bring me home on Friday before I have to work at three. I don't even mind that I have to take a four hour bus ride, because I can amuse myself for hours by playing with my phone. I love my iPhone.
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