Making A Stand

I always believe that we should make a stand for what we believe in, even if sometimes the consequences for doing so can be quite...unhealthy. Today, I got a chance to prove myself, when my family and I were at a food court. After waiting for a long time, there was a table that was clearing up. A couple was sitting at the far edge and we needed another seat to allow everyone to sit together.

I looked over and noticed that one of the seats was taken up by a pair of bags. Knowing what this normally meant, I asked the nice fella if the seat was taken. His response was that no, but he had to put his bags there. Things went south pretty rapidly when I asked him if he could move them. Clearly, this was a fella who was unwilling to give up the seat taken by his bags, and was perfectly willing to be nasty about it. It's common enough that the blow by blow account can be passed on. I only wish I had enough self control that I didn't have to resort to flipping him the finger, which I do feel to be a rather unintelligent way to present a point in an argument.

The point is that I'm pretty sure he thought he was in the right for hogging the seat, and I thought he was wrong about it. Perhaps it was my bad for not asking him nicely enough, perhaps with a few kowtows thrown in (no, sorry...don't do that). Either way, it was a rather vigorous verbal agreement and I was at the limit of my self control. It's been awhile since I managed to let myself slip up like that.

Anyway, the good thing about it is that I managed to stand my ground without completely losing it and ripping his throat out (or something similarly unpleasant) even though I think I was visibly shaking by that point. Ultimately, I hate being shoved around, and I'm sure he feels the same way. Nothing personal. I am, however, proud of the fact that I was willing and able to stand firm even though he was clearly trying to strong arm me into backing down. After action review would suggest that I be less sleep deprived, however, so I don't cut things so close with my self control.

On a related note, I find the physiologic changes quite interesting when the aggression comes on. For one, recognizing the changes and thinking "Calm down" have little to no effect. The heart beats so much faster and harder. The muscles tremble. Everything appears so much brighter than it used to be. I do wonder if I filmed myself getting pissed, would I actually see my pupils dilating? Hmm...