The other day, my not so pleasant “Inner A-hole” snuck out for a brief public appearance. Made me stop and think: Do all men have an Inner A-hole?
Some days it really doesn’t take much for me to reveal mine.
Just a quick challenge to my own sense of perfection, an observation by someone else that I flubbed a job that I thought was completed perfectly, a rude driver that assaults my perfection behind the wheel.
I have a few friends that appear to be “cool as cucumbers,” which probably means they spend a lot of time in their respective veggie crispers. I admire their seeming coolness in the face of the rigors of day-to-day living.
And, I find my self wondering: Does so-and-so ever lose his cool? Show his emotion? How does he stay so much in control? Doesn’t he see the intrinsic value in the occasional snarky comment?
God, I hope my situation isn’t merely a case of arrested development.
When these seemingly simple matters take on the characteristics of frontal attacks to me, my wife, the psychologist, reminds me that I’m just having an “Attack of the Humans.” In other words, relax … as a human you’re granted a certain amount of behavioral slack in this world. Key phrase being … “a certain amount.”
I just hope that I haven’t reached my limit for this go round.
There’s some truth to the axiom that “safety in numbers” matters. We all find comfort in discovering that we’re not alone in our behavior. And when I’m busy being a negative influence, I generally feel better when I can say, “He’s a bigger A-hole then I am.”
So I prefer to think that although all men have what I call an Inner A-hole, not all men are A-holes. It’s just a matter of how frequently we’re called upon to wipe up our mess … in public!