I had a rumbling stomach after a strenous workout , and went straight to the cafeteria to grab a quick bite. To my disappointment, I was ticked off at the manager, because she seemd tired with a dull listless fatigue. I don't know that's necessary, but her attitude ended up giving me the impression of being depreciated. More specifically, her manner was patronizing and so unkind as a business person. I know the squeaky wheels get the grease. So I was tempted to snap back angrily at her, but I didn't go way too far to let my mood dictate my manners. I was quick to embrace the fact that it's the life. Actually, not only is she grumpy, do most of people I face every day usually have a dark look on their faces. If they are pretending they are happy though they're feeling bad, they're lying. That's not what I want, and then I would feel more miserable. I'm satisfied with the way they were, and I can't really get any greater value from this, but I'm more likely to be just thankful for their being truthful. And I'm more willing to admire them who're getting along despite these dire circumstances. Everybody knows it's a small price to pay to go their way, and it's so predictable. I should have kept my head screwed on straight. It's the least I can do to be sure that I'm not beside myself with widespread anger. It might be just a sloppiness of my English but if I can't put myself to their shoes, I would be slapped across the face. From now on, I'd rather always have wiggle room to interpret otherwise that they mean something else deep inside. If I can't transmute what they're doing, I can also blunder into situations that they would avoid. All I could ask for is the ability to see myself as others see me.