Friday, January 4, 2013

Putting the Rage in Outrageous

I am not a violent person. I have high blood pressure; the slightest shock could kill me. Nevertheless, I get angry. But since I don't own a gun, don't know kung fu, and besides, lack upper body strength, I do nothing but stew in my own juices when I am angry. Still, I understand rage. Most of it stems from the barrage of lies we encounter daily, such as:
I'll call you tomorrow.
The package will arrive Monday.
The package will be re-delivered on Tuesday between two and five.
The check never came.
The check was sent a week ago.
We never got the bill.
Our driver is on the way.
The power will be restored by noon.
This is perfectly normal.
You have cancer.
It wasn't cancer.
It's not cancerous but it could be.
It looks like it could be serious.
It's nothing.
Come in tomorrow at eleven.
Our offices are closed.
Our computers are down.
Your entrees will be right out.
The kitchen is backed up.
I love your work.
It's too expensive.
I have no wall space.
I'm on my way.
I'm leaving in five minutes.
I'm sorry but my car broke down.
I had a flat.
My battery died.
My dog died.
My baby-sitter never showed.
My mother is sick.
My father had a heart attack.
My grandmother is in a coma.
Your call will be answered in turn.
Your wait time is approximately five minutes.
Leave a message and someone will call you back.


  1. It's the lies that make you mad? It's the truths that make me mad.

  2. all truth? or which truth are you talking about that will set me free......