...serenity in motion
Discretion is the better part of valor. What an interesting statement. You mean, opening up my mouth and saying what comes to mind; might not be wise?
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed the other day. You know; the one where you are looking for a broadsword, chain mail and the rest of the Viking raiders? Yep, that was me. I can't actually pinpoint the moment I realized that my dragon was circling. If I had been a werewolf, I was moon called. When I feel like that, I pity someone who says something incredibly stupid to me.
I'm talking to a good friend about it and she says, "I hear ya, but sometimes it's best to put your head down and walk away. Don't say anything, let them decide why you did it. Their interpretations of your actions are theirs to own." She is right, I don't need credit for sparing their feelings or lives.
So how do we do that when we are sitting in a 10x10 space and we are asked "Can I have a discount for being....?" Or, "You couldn't have done all of these." And lest we forget, "My (Aunt, Uncle, Grandparent or Neighbor is an artist, how can I get them into your show?"
Grab your phone and answer an imaginary call, tell your neighbor, "I suddenly need to use the bathroom." Look for someone else in the display and answer a questions that wasn't asked. Irritation can be the name of the day and if you are all ready dealing with abraded sensibilities, don't fan the flames by adding more fodder to the fire. Trust me, the satisfaction of abusing the stupid is only transient and just might chase off paying customers. Wish me luck, I think I heard the Vikings on the next isle.