“I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.” - Maya Andelou.
Well, Maya, while you did not exactly delve into what you meant by this, i could jump to a few conclusions. First conclusion being: we would not get along. Here is how i handle each of these situations:
rainy day: actually i do love me some rainy days as long as they are cold rainy days and not stupid hot rainy days where it feels like you are swimming in the depths of hell. BUT. sometimes rainy days can alter my mood and turn me into a mega-grump bent on destruction.
lost luggage: while this isn't an enjoyable experience i would like to boast of my awesomeness in how i handled this situation when they lost my luggage on the way to South Africa. honestly i don't know how they WOULDN'T have lost my luggage because the airline lost ME for fuck sake! I should also mention somewhere between not sleeping for 48 hours, weeping in a bathroom in Amsterdam and then getting in a fight over a sandwich in London (I'm sorry i did NOT order chicken because I'm a fucking vegetarian ....oh and the customer is always RIGHT....though considering my mind may have been left on the flight from O'Hare....i could have POSSIBLY...maybe...most likely ordered chicken on accident) i made a few friends and had some nice conversations.
whoa sorry lost myself in the middle there but i found my way back...
so i (finally) arrive in the beautiful land of South Africa and get picked up by the kickass people from GVI where they whisked me away to the magical land of apartments that contain beds for sleeping! As you may have noticed, picking up my luggage while at the airport was not listed as things that i did...that is because (not surprisingly, re: above paragraph) they lost my personal belongings. I however, was NOT (that) upset! It could be because all i wanted to do was sleep in the promise land, i handled it with the best attitude affordable.
However, say, i lost my luggage after a simple direct flight, i would notttt handle it well. I would do the opposite of handle it well because i tend to think the world has literally been rocked off its axis when things like this happen to me. I know this about myself and knowing is half the
tangled christmas lights: one would have to actually decorate for the holidays in order to deal with said tangled lights but lets preteeeend i decorate mmkay? I should also mention that i am pretty fastidious when it comes to organizing so i would undoubtedly have wrapped the lights around a piece of cardboard or something to keep them somewhat organized. So once we have assumed this to be true the fact that the lights managed to get tangled would probably bother me more than untangling them. If i took the sweet ass time to organize the lights last christmas so that next christmass i could reap the benefits, you better believe there would be HELL to pay if they managed to get tangled! There would probably be cursing, screaming but ultimately lots and lots of sobbing (earth is now floating around space until it collides with another planet/star/sun/black hole to meet its untimely demise).
I agree with Maya, i just learned a lot about MYSELF so I'm sure you can gleam what kind of person i am from this...
(that was a lot of unsensicalness so i apologize... but no one reads this anyway so it all comes full circle doesn't it?)
