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Offence Collector



Collector: I know she was talking about me, I didn't hear her say my name in the conversation but she said something and I knew it was me. People are rubbish, friends are disloyal. She will soon come to my table and smile and act like we are friends, but she spends all her time talking about me then they will say I am always angry. In fact I am not angry; I will just treat her in this office like she is a fly.

Giver: Why is she upset now. What have I done again. She is acting like I don't exist but I can see her going out of her way to make me know she is ignoring me. Oh well...

Collector: He knew I wanted him to keep it here. What kind of person looks at you when you are talking and doesn't hear what you are saying? That's how he is... that's how last year the same thing happened. How am I expected to be happy and normal in this house with someone who doesn't listen. He says he honestly forgot but isn't that what they all say?

Giver: How many goals did Everton score against ManU again Babe?... I think I will go out to play pool with the boys you don't seem to be in the mood. Hope you are okay? let me take this call see you later love.

Collector: She doesn't greet. That how I passed her in the stairwell on my way to photocopy for Madam and she didn't greet me, then she will be tethering on her stilettos and looking down her nose at her phone like she is living in a world of her own and not greeting.

Giver: Why is Madam's Secretary always eyeing me and growling at me. I greet her and she doesn't answer but she is always growling and eyeing me?

So you are angry but the person you are angry at doesn't even know. Everything makes you mad. Someone passes you and smiles you get offended because they only smiled and didn't nod. Then they nod you are offended because they didn't do it with a smile. They greet you but never answer but when they mind themselves and don't greet you get upset they didn't greet. 

They write in Facebook post about one thing or another and you take offence because you are sure they are talking about you.

To me the most hilarious offense you can take is against someone or someone who you have no control over or worse still something you have imagined.

Imagined offenses are definitely the worst. We need to remember offence usually isn’t given, it's taken, you see something that is just happening and you decide that you have chosen out of all the choices you have that day to take offence.

After you have sat down and had a conversation in your head you then proceed to deflect the responsibility of your bad feelings unto the next person. 

Then you spend the time with a long face and acid reflux and  no one even notices and like a child you proceed into a rage then tell lies that you are angry about something else so you don't look silly.

Don't you have something better to do with your heart space? 

Offence is like black ink in clean water, it colours the whole water and makes it unusable. So if you are spending your time ruining your mood where good news and mercy should be reflecting back into the world from, what have you accomplished?

The people who are hilarious are those who say “oh I am not offended oh...” then go on to talk about how offended they are with someone else. We may die today, tomorrow or live long and healthy lives before we are called to account.

Don't you want to spend that time with a free heart? Mentally burning bridges that you shouldn't have because of your imagination on a perceived fault or your inability to forgive a genuine fault. 


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