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	<title>Ignorant Historian &#187; Frusteration</title>
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		<title>The Poor Object of My Wrath</title>
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				<category><![CDATA[The Life of the Historian]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Emotions]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Frusteration]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[This morning has already been rather frusterating, as much so towards myself as to anyone else. It bugs me that I&#8217;m not able to separate my emotions from my work and from the times I have to deal with credit card companies, &#8230; <a href="http://ignoranthistorian.com/2009/06/the-poor-object-of-my-wrath/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This morning has already been rather frusterating, as much so towards myself as to anyone else. It bugs me that I&#8217;m not able to separate my <a href="http://ignoranthistorian.com/tag/emotions/" target="_self">emotions</a> from my work and from the times I have to deal with credit card companies, video rental stores and people not giving me the information I need. I suppose that&#8217;s not a bad thing, but I really can&#8217;t stand my emotions sometimes because I feel like I should be <em>just</em> a rational being, logically making my cases.</p>
<p>One example of how I let my emotions sinfully get in the way:</p>
<p>I received a call from the video store this morning saying that I have 3 movies still due.  I <em>know</em> I returned them on Monday, when they were due.  I know the store doesn&#8217;t open until 10, but I thought if there was an employee there to pick up the phone, it might be easier to do before it opens.  I call at 9:15, and a man politely answers.  I tell him the deal, and then&#8230;</p>
<p><span style="color: #0000ff;">Polite Video Store Dude: We don&#8217;t open until 10.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #ff99cc;">Me (rudely, if I do say so myself): I thought if you could answer the phone you could help me.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000ff;">Polite Video Store Dude: It&#8217;d be rude not to pick up the phone.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #ff99cc;">Me: Not as rude as not helping me when you answer the phone. [Yikes...did I really say that???]  Never mind, I&#8217;ll call back.</span></p>
<p>It&#8217;s not bad enough that I was rude to someone on the phone, <em>I know this dude</em>.  The store is within walking distance of my house, and I&#8217;m always going there.  I have rappor with the guys that work there.  When I call back in a few minutes, he&#8217;s going to know it&#8217;s the same person, and I&#8217;m going to have to give him my name, so now he&#8217;ll know who was being rude to him.</p>
<p>He wasn&#8217;t even the problem.  Though I don&#8217;t know why he would answer the phone if he couldn&#8217;t help someone, he wasn&#8217;t the one who didn&#8217;t check in my movies (okay maybe it was, but I don&#8217;t know that).  He wasn&#8217;t the one who didn&#8217;t send me the right information to complete this grant application.  He wasn&#8217;t the one who is not answering the phone when I call them (quite the opposite, actually).  Yet I took out my frusteration on him.</p>
<p>Though my emotions were out of hand, that wasn&#8217;t the full problem. <em> I</em> allowed my emotions to rule me.  They ain&#8217;t king, so why do I let them be?  That doesn&#8217;t mean that <a href="http://ignoranthistorian.com/2009/04/emotional-jesus/" target="_self">my emotions should be ignored or suppressed</a>, but they should be placed under self-control and in proper relationship to God.</p>
<p>Today&#8217;s verse: &#8220;<strong>God</strong> is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.&#8221; &#8211; Psalm 46:1, NASU</p>
<p>Definitely helps me put things into perspective.</p>
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