Ever since I was a kid, people have said that I was over dramatic.
I guess this is true in most cases but I normally have a justifiable reason for being so.
Whether it is a personal relationship that has gone awry or a disappointing loss of my favorite team, I always feel that I should be able to express my feelings openly. I think most times, my parents are the only ones who understand this about me and in some cases my overzealous opinions can be embarrassing to those around me. I remember one time when I had a meltdown, no pun intended, but I called my HVAC dealer for a repair on my air conditioning system. The system had only been down for a couple of hours and I felt like I was dying from heat exhaustion. When the girl on the phone told me that it would be at least another six to eight hours before a technician could arrive at my home I lost it. How was I supposed to survive the summer heat without any form of air conditioning. She politely told me that they had many people in the same situation due to the extreme heat and that I would just have to wait my turn. I didn’t see why she had a problem understanding that my comfort was a priority. My friend that was with me and listening to my conversation really felt bad for the girl on the other end of the phone. It turned out that it didn’t make a difference anyways because I still had to wait the allotted time for a technician no matter how much I complained.
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