Virtue 8 - Day 1

Well, I see that the Queen of Spades has insinuated that I've been regress in my posting and, therefore, in my quest for self-improvement.  Admittedly, I didn't post yesterday, because let's face it - Virtue 7 was a flat out gimme, and I didn't want to rub it in to all you unclean folks.  I mean that like in dirty people, not Gentiles.  And as far as missing 2 days - I usually post in the evenings, and therefore only missed 1 day.  So there, Evie.

Anyhow, the next chapter in our ongoing saga is:

Tranquility: Be not disturbed at trifles, or at accidents common or unavoidable.

Again, being the even-keeled sort, I'm usually pretty good with this one.  However, I do have to qualify that with - I work in the insurance industry.  There's no such thing as a "trifle" or a "common, unavoidable accident."  In my business, we call those "claims" and they cost "money", and if you get too many of those, you no longer have a "job."

So, yes, I do have a tendency to nit-pick, because that's what I'm paid to do.

But before you leave me, bored out of your gourd - I did have an opportunity to practice my virtue today.  I got a really, really horrible salad for lunch.  The lettuce was, basically, partially frozen - so it was really, really, really cold, and the parts that had thawed were mushy.  Did I complain?  Did I stomp?  Did I throw a fit?  No, I did not.   Because, dearest reader, this is a trifle.  It is one meal, which I frankly could miss and my body would never even notice.  It is certainly not worth making a spectacle of myself in public, nor is it worth hurting the feelings of my friend, the restaurant owner.  So I ate the chicken off my chicken Caesar, and threw the Caesar part away.

I'm so virtuous, I might just barf.   Watch me and learn.