I used to have quite a temper. The slightest thing would send my furor into a tailspin. Like Michael Douglas in the classic, Falling Down, I was one cross look from an all out brawl. It didn't take much to set off my fuse.
My sister talking on the phone while I was waiting to call my girlfriends, something was going to break, most of the time it was the phone. Someone playing their rap music too loud was almost certainly going to end with a call to 911. Putting cheese on my HAMBURGER, somebody better be comping my entire meal.
I have since mellowed out. Not a lot sends me over the edge. However, if you look at the picture above, you will notice a box of thin mints with one sleeve of cookies and a sausage; it is real, and happened to my friend Travis. Excited to enjoy his two sleeves of thin mints, Travis opened his box to find only one sleeve, and some sausage!
I can't even fathom the scene if it would have been me. I take my thin mints serious. As I think about it, all I can see is a girl scout making her rounds using crutches. So sad.
Good thing Travis likes sausage.
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