I Accept Full Responsibility (Except That It's Not My Fault, And You Shouldn't Discipline Me)
Did you know that April 13th is Blame Someone Else Day?
Hrm.
I get spanked tomorrow. Professor and I have exactly two things on the list to "talk" about and one of them concerns a Naughty One and a scene in a fast food restaurant... and both of them involve the theme of doing what's right... and anger management.
Do you ever have those moments... those moments where your inner child wins and you just really don't want to accept responsibility for something? So you do all sorts of rationalizing to explain recent actions?
Well... It wasn't really my fault. I may have over reacted a bit that day in MacDonald's as I stood coldly... angrily... and used my quick wit and gift of gab to completely eviscerate the unlucky soul who had the misfortune of making a nasty comment to my kid.
It's not my fault.
It's not my fault I got angry. It's not my fault I lost my temper. It's not my fault she was an idiot and made the choice to step over my line in the sand. It's not my fault that she chose to provoke me rather than just apologize and move on.
I over reacted...but she didn't give me a choice.
I admit my response was not measured or appropriate... but she started it.
I am accepting responsibility for my actions, but it wasn't my fault and you shouldn't discipline me...
And at this moment I am being a complete ass because deep down I know better than to make excuses... because you taught me better than that, didn't you? Yeah.
So tomorrow, despite my childish need to avoid... trivialize... place blame on someone other than myself, in the end I will do the responsible thing... the hard thing... the right thing...the adult thing.
And all the while I will be upended over your knee, getting spanked... like a naughty little girl.
Ironic? Yes...
And oh-so-comforting.
See you tomorrow, Professor.
Hrm.
I get spanked tomorrow. Professor and I have exactly two things on the list to "talk" about and one of them concerns a Naughty One and a scene in a fast food restaurant... and both of them involve the theme of doing what's right... and anger management.
Do you ever have those moments... those moments where your inner child wins and you just really don't want to accept responsibility for something? So you do all sorts of rationalizing to explain recent actions?
Well... It wasn't really my fault. I may have over reacted a bit that day in MacDonald's as I stood coldly... angrily... and used my quick wit and gift of gab to completely eviscerate the unlucky soul who had the misfortune of making a nasty comment to my kid.
It's not my fault.
It's not my fault I got angry. It's not my fault I lost my temper. It's not my fault she was an idiot and made the choice to step over my line in the sand. It's not my fault that she chose to provoke me rather than just apologize and move on.
I over reacted...but she didn't give me a choice.
I admit my response was not measured or appropriate... but she started it.
I am accepting responsibility for my actions, but it wasn't my fault and you shouldn't discipline me...
And at this moment I am being a complete ass because deep down I know better than to make excuses... because you taught me better than that, didn't you? Yeah.
So tomorrow, despite my childish need to avoid... trivialize... place blame on someone other than myself, in the end I will do the responsible thing... the hard thing... the right thing...the adult thing.
And all the while I will be upended over your knee, getting spanked... like a naughty little girl.
Ironic? Yes...
And oh-so-comforting.
See you tomorrow, Professor.