Some people say that I am really good with children. I don’t know if it is that or I am just bad with adults and understand children better. Adult interaction is just so complicated.
This week at work, the front secretary of our office came and told me that my appointment had arrived. She was not in a good mood. Apparently he had done something huffy with the door and his bag and had really upset her. I had never met this professor, so I wondered what I was in for. But the secretary seem really ticked at him.
The professor came down to my office, and proceeded to wonder what he had done to make the secretary so upset. He was saying that she was acting hostile towards her and he didn’t know what he did to upset her.
All of this is just way too complex for me. I thought the professor was a pretty nice man myself. So who knows where the conflict started. With children, it a lot easier. All three of my readers know that I used to teach at an inner city junior high. With junior high students, 80% of the time there is a clear antagonist. Sure, you try to teach them to turn the other cheek and not respond in the same spirit and all, but the truth is – one of the two is usually always trying to push the other’s buttons.
I broke up a few fights in my days in the trenches. Thankfully, all but one of those break-ups were pre-emptive… i.e. before fists flew. The one where the fists were already flying was quite the adventure. And pretty funny, actually. But then again, all three of my readers have heard that story a million times.
Adults are much easier to upset and much harder to figure out than junior high kids. There is one group blog that I like to read… but now I try to avoid commenting on it. One of the bloggers just seems antagonistic towards me. Every comment I leave, even if it is not on one of his postings, seems to get a smart-alecky reply from him. Or even worse, he takes my comments in the most negative light and sets out to rebuke me. I know that sometimes I can be cryptic in my comments, so I try to give him the benefit of the doubt. The sad thing is, if I respond to him the way he responds to me, I get a huge tantrum response. I don’t know what I did to upset him, but I even tried to apologize once and he said “I’m not buying it.” Oh, well. What can you do? I just lay low on that blog now.