Thursday, January 7, 2010

208 - Overreacting

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I'm sure we all agree that our parents, our spouses, our children and our boyfriends and girlfriends are the biggest drama queens and kings in our lives. A while back, I blogged here about how my mother once found cigarettes in my desk drawer while I was out of the house. She was utterly upset by her nicotine discovery, and called me up to say that she would be taking these away from me. The fact that I had only smoked (half of) one didn't matter to her. She told me she didn't care if I went to another convenience store to purchase some. She was going to take that packet of cigarettes and that was the end of the story, according to her, as demonstrated by her hanging up the phone.

But not on my terms was that the end. I thought she had blown the whole thing in her mind way out of proportion, so I called her back to try to explain to her that I had only tried one cigarette and I didn't even like it. The dial tone rang and it rang and I tried again and again, each time I dialed, it was picked up by her voicemail service.

On the sixth or seventh time, there was no ringing sound - instead, it went straight to voicemail - and upon realizing that my mother had turned her phone off altogether to avoid more argument with me, in a compulsive fury, I raised my own mobile phone up high above my head, and smashed it on to the ground. Before I could even fathom what had just happened, battery, buttons, and bits of screen were scattered all over the ground in front of me.

Talk about overreacting.

People freak out about a great number of things, like lip piercings, and grades of B- or lower, and little boys who may or may not have drifted away in helium balloons.

Does this mean my daughter's having sex with her new boyfriend?
Does this mean we're all going to die in 2012?
The guy over there is sneezing and sniffing a lot, could he have swine flu?

Take the following story as a prime example of what I mean.

On December 19th, thanks to such social networking sites as Facebook and Twitter, over 200 people were able to gather beside a street in downtown Washington D.C. to have a friendly neighborhood snowball fight. As the snowball fight was well underway, a large maroon Hummer drove by the neighborhood, and members of the public decided to launch snowballs towards the vehicle.

It turned out that the driver of the car was a detective who, I guess, just wasn't liking the snow that day. He got out of his car holding a walkie-talkie in one hand, and waving a gun in the other.

Why on Earth would he take out his gun?

Apparently, it was because of the simple reality that he had been hit with snowballs.

I wonder if at any point he had considered throwing snowballs back at them instead of pointing a gun. Or considered throwing his phone at them. I also wonder what his mother was thinking when she heard about that.


Danny said...

Haha, I liked the way you ended that. The story was pretty crazy, I mean snowballs are cold and all but not exactly like a bullet. I must admit though, sometimes watching people overreact is funny, but I completely see where you're coming from.

J.J. in L.A. said...

How about this story for idiots over-reacting...

RenRexx said...

I hate the fact that when certain people are given status and power, they exploit it. Because this guy was a cop and had a gun, he felt it necessary to instill fear in two hundred people??

gaf85 said...

I don't know what to say! As a Mom I certainly understand where she was coming from, but perhaps should have given you further opportunity to explain. Many years ago I caught my youngest daughter smoking and she was grounded for a month.
The Washington incident was definitely an over reaction by some law enforcement type who apparently has some issues with power and control.

Naomi said...

Perhaps his mother proceeded to pull her gun out and shoot the TV, if that was where she heard of it.