Indignation

Much of my life, I have spent in a state of indignation. My threshold for indignance is low. This is not to say I can't handle a great deal of non-sense, it is however a fact that my reaction to much of what transpires around me is indignation.

Prime example: I go to tea every monday with the girls--Lauren, Kelli, Jo, Beth, and Stella. D'Souza feels the need to repeatedly refer to TEA as my TEA PARTY! We are not in Boston, I am not dumping tea in the ocean...it is NOT A TEA PARTY. The indignation I feel is past palpable to heart murmur inducing.

Similar example: I work at the ACLU--work as a temp--but it provides a paycheck so we will call it work. D'Souza will only refer to it as UCLA. YEEGADS! I am not in sunny, smoggy LA. I am not at the University of California. Thankfully, they are adequately liberal and left-leaning just as the ACLU is however the comparison ends there.