Track Wheel

The bright colorful rainbow track wheel spins my mind with rage;
There isn’t a breath deep enough to endure a technological breakdown.
I don’t care what “doctors say”, and Apple a day just leads to frustration.

Automated Call Centers!!!

The rage I experience when dealing with automated call centers is un-chartable.
Testing the growth and knowledge from every inspirational book and zen–yoga–mind–body–soul practice I’ve ever encountered.
There is no breath deep enough to help me move past the faux-human MONSTER that refuses to have a conversation with me;
No, I don’t want to press one––and thank you for pressing every boundary I’ve attempted to create, so as to stay in a happy place.

Me and My Shadow: The Collaboration

I’m working on joining forces with my alter ego;
The short, fat kid with acne who still lives inside of me––making occasional appearances in moments of pressure, fear, or uncomfortable circumstances.
In honor of Valentine’s Day, I’m going to give my little butterball the love and attention he needs.
Rather than trying to hide that version of myself (or worse, pretend he never existed), I’m going to listen to him.  I’m going to be the “cool” best friend that he thought he never had in middle school.
His rage, insecurity, passion, and need to be heard has helped motivate my life;
Now I’m in a position to help him heal.
I’ve done the work.  I accept who I am.  I’m not afraid to expose the dark imperfections.
It’s time.

Crazy Meet Crazier!

The world is full of colorful people, and by that I mean crazy.
Somehow I’m still shocked when a seemingly logical person will attack me without the proper information.
I’m a very thorough person; I never engage in a dialogue (or a full out war) with anyone unless I can back my argument up with facts;
So when I’m called out in a group of peers with misinformation, I have no problem standing my ground.
When I was younger, I used to get hotheaded and react with a total lack of dignity.
Thankfully, I’ve calmed down, and when I come for you I can cut you down with a smile and arsenal of facts.
Please don’t come for me unless you’re absolutely sure you can take me down––because I’m not going without a serious fight.

Technology Meltdown

Rage;
Connecting my iPhone to my Mac––they are made by the same company correct?
I don’t understand why syncing in the 21st century is still an issue.
Seriously, i HATE that track wheel!

Travel Day

When you take a Super Shuttle to save $5;

And the shuttle is twenty minutes late and has ten stops to make—that is rage!

Six Word Essay on LA Traffic

The layers of rage are vast!

Line Up!

I hate waiting in lines!

It started at Disneyland when I was five-

And continues to torture me to this day.

Especially at the airport.

TSA

Starbucks

Boarding the plane...

rage. Rage. #RAGE!!!

Cafiine RAGE

The line for the Starbucks in our hotel lobby is longer than the Great Wall-

With as many annoying tourists!

How can you not know what you want?

You've been standing in line for twenty minutes! #OverIt!

Rage at Starbucks: I. HATE. TECHNOLOGY!

Eager to share a funny story, I logged on to my Tumblr account and was ready to start writing-
Forty-five minutes and fifteen attempts to sign-on later... I'm frustrated and over it!
I've said it before, and I'll say it again: I. HATE. TECHNOLOGY!

Random Thought: Re Technology

You know you're a spoiled asshole when you #rage because it takes twenty minutes to send an email from Starbucks!
 #21stCenturyProblems #technology

Just One Of Those Days...

You know those days when you wake up happy,
with a wonderful adventure planned-
Then, without waring, everything turns to SHIT!
Today, is one of those days!
After spending three hours on the phone dealing with a business matter that should have been resolved in ten minutes...
I missed my movie, a trip to the beach and the chance to have a delicious lunch with friends.
The worst part is, I'm so pissed off, I can't even move past it, to go forward and enjoy whats left of my DAY OFF!
#RAGE #Annoyed #ThatsLife #TRYINGtoRELEASE!!!

Let It Go. Seriously, Let It Go!

Don't be pissed about something that happened yesterday.
The fact that I let it ruin one day is bad enough.
Now I have to let it go. Release the disappointment, anger and rage.
Some people are assholes, I realize this and accept that there is nothing I can do about their problems.
I don't have to let their drama, become mine.
Let it go!

Note To Self: Rage

Rage doesn't change the situation-
It does lead to unnecessary stress headaches, high blood pressure and illness.
Release the shit and move on.
I can't change the situation, but I can remove myself from it!

Rant:

The only thing I hate more than a drivers who don't use turn signals,
are websites that don't work properly!
RAGE engulfs my entire being.
Why won't you load?
Why is there an "error" message?
Why does technology fail me!
WHY?! WHY?!
RAGE!

Traffic Jam! A Poem...

Even on Saturday there's traffic in LA?!

5 Lane Freeway, shut down to one lane-

Late for work,

Nothing but rage!

I HATE When...

People put words in my mouth!
Don't tell me what you think I'm going to say, listen to what I'm saying.
And yes, I "sound angry," because I AM ANGRY!
That's what happens when people tell me what they "think" I'm feeling.
R-A-G-E!

Dear India...

I’m sure you’re a beautiful country.
Your food, culture and films are lovely.
It’s not your fault that American companies have decided to outsource their customer service…
I know that questions get lost in translation.
But please, put down the script and stop repeating everything back to me.
That is not an answer. It’s my question repeated.
So FUCKING annoying.
Of course, I’m completely aware that the real culprit is the CHEAP ASS,
MONEY HUNGRY, WORTHLESS, AMERICAN GREED-FILLED, CORPORATION that decided to OUTSOURCE in the first place.

Spring Forward!

This time change always hurts!

I'm grateful for the extra sun,

But the first night is brutal!

I desperately miss the hour of sleep.

Ugh...

[Hits snooze button, again.]

Rage!

It starts off slow,
Simmering.
Listening to the untruths-
No use trying to defend yourself,
You're just proving their point.
The heat builds in my stomach,
Quickly rising past the heart.
When it reaches your throat it's too late!
My mouth opens in anger.
The rage has got the best of me...
Again.
Right after yoga too.
People that want to get a reaction usually get what they want.
Forgive yourself and try harder next time.