The Rottweiler’s Guide to Dealing with Conflict
November 5th 2008 21:00
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Just picture this: it’s another frustrating day. You are in a shop and in a hurry to find what you want, pay for it and get out of there. You see a sign telling you where to queue and you join the queue, waiting for your turn to be served. You think this is common sense. After all, there’s a sign and a rope telling you where to stand. There’s also a person standing in front of you. So you think anyone else would just join the queue behind you. Easy, right? Suddenly the queue moves ahead just as a woman approaches the queue and walks right past you and approaches the counter. Annoyed, you go up to her and say, “Excuse me, but I was already in the queue.” She then gets cranky and says she didn’t realise you were in the queue. You start to think, Hello? Are you blind? Why else was I standing there? You get in touch with your inner Rottweiler and call her a stupid c*nt. Ever done anything like this? I have.
Okay, so it wasn’t the best approach. In fact, a psychologist I know would even say it was an aggressive approach but in the heat of the moment, it’s so easy to get into Rottweiler mode and growl and bark. After all, that’s exactly what a Rottweiler would do if someone invaded their territory. They certainly wouldn’t be friendly.
Another time I called someone a stupid C was the time I was in a change room in the lingerie department of David Jones. I was half naked when this woman flung the change room door open. She didn’t apologise either. I muttered, “Some people.” She then started having a go at me and I shouted back, “You could have knocked.” Then came the stupid C comment. That shut her up.
I think it takes one person with a Rottweiler personality in order to understand another one. Most of my friends would be horrified at my language. The only two who wouldn’t are the two good friends I have who don’t suffer fools gladly and who also have bad tempers. My sister would also understand. Although she doesn’t use the C word, she will have a go at anyone who is rude to her. Some people just bring out the worst in you which is why I would rather be with an animal rather a human any day – even a Rottweiler.
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