Historically, I’m actually rather slow to anger. I met get annoyed, occasionally, but that’s nothing big. If something annoys me, it’s really quick to pass, usually. Anger is something different; perhaps I equate anger with something closer to a sustained rage. Because there really is a tipping point, where annoyance quickly ascends to anger, and there’s not much in the middle. It’s like a car that has ok, steady acceleration in low revs but gets ballsy at 5000. I rarely get to 5000 rpms, in the metaphorical sense.
When I do get there, though, it’s for a damned good reason.
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