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Two Steps

I walked two steps fuming with anger.

I had been lied to.

Not only had I been lied to but the lie caused me to look like an idiot in front of my boss.

I was so angry that perhaps steam was coming out of my ears.

As I took those two steps my boss and I both knew I had been lied to. While taking those two steps I said, "Well maybe her (the person who lied to me) and I are just going to have a little conversation."

In the course of that two steps I had come up with several cutting remarks. She was not going to lie to ME and get away with it. Who does that? Who tells a blatant lie that has a very real chance of being uncovered?

As my foot hit the ground on the second step I took a deep breath and turned back around. I actually heard myself say, "It doesn't matter." My boss just smiled at me. "Nothing I say is going to change what happened. It isn't going to stop her from doing it again and it will just cause a lot of drama."

For a second I actually looked around to see who had said those words. In less than two seconds I had managed to calm my Dutch temper.

I believe this may be an actual FIRST for me.

Usually my temper has to brew for an hour or two before it settles down. The one major problem with an hour or two of brewing is that I normally cause a whole lot of havoc. I can accomplish a lot of damage in the span of an hour. Never (emphasis on NEVER) in my life have I calmed my temper in under 5 seconds.

I am learning that my temper usually has zero positive consequences.

With age and practice I am learning that everyone has their own perspective. I still think I was lied to, BUT I also think that from her perspective it was not a lie. I mean seriously if your going to lie make it a good lie. If your going to lie make sure the lie wont be uncovered in under 30 seconds.

Somewhere between her and I the signals were crossed and the words spoken in such a way that she told the truth and I heard a lie.

Confused?

What I mean to say is when we get angry at someone, for what we THINK they did, would they agree that they did what we think. Yah, say that four times fast.

Sometimes the best thing we can do is to take a deep breath and move forward. When we hang onto the hurt (lie, drama, insert whatever word works here) the only person that is truly hurt is ourselves.

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