We often are the cause of our own disappointment.
Where I reside is a type of hotel that allows residency as well as guest occupancy. Meaning, usually a guest stays at a hotel for one or two days or a weekend, sometimes as much as a week. Motels, I’m not including. This hotel however allows for extended stays. In reality, there is no known limit how long an occupant can reside at the hotel: there are no statues or local ordinances unless one doesn’t keep up with the monthly or weekly rates of the hotel.
Now, early on in my tenure at this extended stay hotel I would often awake early in the morning to the strident sounds of a car alarm, usually a automobile horn blaring. Sometimes, but not as frequently this would occur after hours at night too.
It got so, that I couldn’t tolerate the nuisance so I began making notes of the license plates of the offenders, and reporting it to the managers of the hotel to take action. I even, when it got very out of hand, contemplated doing to the violator such retribution as letting air out of all four tires or dumping egg shells on their windshield. Anyone reading this no doubt has had such spontaneous reactions.
Just appearing with a clipboard behind the vehicle sounding off obstreperously and taking down license plate number and description of vehicle would hasten the inhibition of further occurrences of disturbing the peace. My peace for sure.
Then one day, in early afternoon while catching a bite before going out again, a similar horn blaring caught my attention. This after many months of quietude on the premises, due to, without bragging, my efforts to counteract the occurrence of a strong wind blowing, a light tap of the rear end of a car, leaning to heavily on an apron of a car, initiating a car alarm etc.
I investigated when it continued past a reasonable amount of time, and THIS time I discovered it was my alarm, that I had set off, accidentally by sitting on my key fob.
Now, I won’t make this analogy capriciously from one instance; however, upon reflecting over my life, I can find numerous other instances where if I had acted hastily, i.e. not inspecting the area of turbulence or disquiet or double checking my facts first, I would have stepped unlightly into an even more turbulent scene.
Perhaps readers can recall for themselves such crossroads in their reaction to unsettling or disturbing occurrences from the environment?
General personal calmness, with clarity of thought while still being capable of much action and activity is a worthwhile state to shoot for. Many embarrassing, sometimes costly, and certainly upsetting conflicts and confrontations can be salvaged from even occurring, before they proceed off the rails.