“Anger
is almost always an emotion for people who wish to control others while
simultaneously failing to control themselves.”
There has to be a word for that
phenomenon you feel when someone else puts into words a thought you’ve
frequently had in the past, but never have been able to articulate. This thought, admirably expressed by Dan
Pearce of “Single Dad Laughing”, has been floating around in my head for a few weeks
now. Before I found this quote, it was a
formless thought, one that stays beyond the part of your consciousness that
speaks in words. Now, however, I have
the tools to really examine it.
I’ve believed for a long time that
anger doesn’t do very much good in my day-to-day life. Most of that comes out of a dislike of
confrontation: I just really don’t like to fight with people. (Maybe my older sister’s at fault—she always
used to win the arguments we got into as kids, and so I just stopped
trying.) But I have noticed, especially
since getting a service job, that you really do catch more flies with honey
than with vinegar.
For example, in a restaurant the
hostess usually takes a lot of flak from the servers. Keeping servers at the right number of tables
is a delicate business—too few and the servers are worried about not making
enough money, too many and they’re overwhelmed.
Frequently, when the latter happens, the hostess is blasted by a
stressed, irritated server who has sixteen things to do in the next four
minutes. “But you don’t do that,” one of
my hostess friends told me recently. “You’ll
just come over quietly and say, please don’t sit me again for a little
while. Not DON’T YOU GIVE ME ANY MORE TABLES FOR A DAMN MINUTE!”
There’s a noticeable difference in
the two requests above. The second just
naturally puts your back up, doesn’t it?
Anger is a negative emotion, and when we don’t control it, it generates
more negativity. It does come out of a
need to control, a reaction to how much the world is not in our control. Really, it’s a very natural reaction. It can be frustrating and frightening to
realize how much we are helpless to influence what’s going on around us. But the fact is that getting angry about it
doesn’t really help.
Small disclaimer: I do get angry
myself. I’ve written on this blog not that long ago about how I do sometimes get angry. In that case, there was no harm done except a
jerk realizing a small part of his disrespect for others. When properly channeled, anger can be a
source of positive change, especially if you use it to stand up for yourself. But it’s a stick of dynamite with the fuse
sparking, and we need to be careful where we aim the explosion, so that no
innocent bystanders are hurt by the blast.
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