Today I was picking up a drive through hot chocolate and the car in front of me was taking a long time.
Like, abnormally long.
I’m not sure why exactly, but I think it was some coupon dispute.
Now I had perfectly timed this hot chocolate pick up so I wouldn’t be late for my acting class, reasoning that a drive through would be faster than going into a cafe. How wrong I was.
I could feel the strong temptation to be annoyed as this conversation dragged on in front of me and cars piled up behind me.
I heard myself think “How could she do this!? Doesn’t she know I’m late!?”
Hilarious I know, but I had caught myself making a linkage that didn’t exist. Her needing to sort this coupon thing out and my being late actually had no correlation to each other.
We have a real tendency to link things like this and I think it’s not only funny but also good to nip in the bud. Especially if the linkage tells us a story that upsets up.
Two things existed: she was taking ages and I was running late. They only relate if I make them. And I only get upset if I let myself get upset.
