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Pain Bodies or "Invasion of the Body Snatchers!!!"

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Pain Bodies are that lil unhappy thing inside of you that WANTS you to be unhappy! 

Its what keeps you Angry and engaging in RAGE at every turn. 

It neeeeeeds you to be unhappy...Bc when you are unhappy it proves WHY you needed it in the first place. 

Valiantly Defending you from other people's Pain Bodies to further prove the need for it's existence! 
Check out more on Pain Bodies from Eckhart Tolle.

I had an encounter earlier.

I was on a work call and walked into my Starbucks. Saw an empty seat in the front and sat in it. There was a tourist in the seat to my left but she was looking at her tablet & didn't pay much attention to me. 

I'm yip yapping it up with my work call. When the girl is joined by a friend. The girl gives the friend her seat. And stands right in front of me. Like uncomfortably in my personal space. I make eye contact and ask for some space. She speaks to her friend in Italian. So I choose to ignore her. I turn my body in the chair to face the opposite way of them. After all...I'm on a work call! I can't be rude even if I wanted to!!!

& I Wanted to ;) 

So...

What she did next I was shocked with. 

she SAT on me. 

I'm not kidding. 

I was so confused & perplexed that I pushed her away but she wouldn't budge off. 

I had to physically LIFT her off of me.

I got up. 

& I said: "What is your problem?!"

She said: "You came in here and my friend went up to get coffee. And you didn't get coffee so you can't sit here." 

So I said "so you SIT on me."
(For God's sakes...It's a single seat at the Starbucks!) 

I told her to go back to where she came from Bc she is rude, and an asshole, and a bitch. I matched her accent to speak slow so that she could understand every word I said. And to belittle her. With her broken Bitchy English. And then I told her she had Pain Bodies and to look it up. 

I was so jolted. 

My nerves were twisted. 

I walked up to my favorite barista & ordered my daily latte. 

I told him the story and he was shocked. 

He said: "You can sit on any seat you want & don't have to buy ANY coffee!"

Now...

I was waiting for my coffee and took this picture Bc I started texting my coworker to tell her what had happened. And she asked what single chairs in our Starbucks?!? 

This is a picture of the crime scene. The culprit is the lame-o on the left. 

I grabbed my coffee & every immature part of me wanted to give her raspberries or throw napkins at her. 

Instead...

I walked past head high and outside walking past her in the Starbucks window. 

I didn't even give her the finger?!?!

Who am I?!

Mother Freakn Theresa, Right?!?!?

Wrong...

Turns out...

I was Wrong...

I saw the twinkle in her eye when she was purposefully standing in my personal space. 

Why did I engage? 

Unless my Pain Body wanted to Tango too?!?

Yep. 

I saw the twinkle and charge she was getting out of fucking with me. 

I should have turned out of my seat right away not to engage her. 

But...

Instead, I made eye contact and with my eyes said "WTF?"

Which is basically a curtsy to invite her Pain Body to dance with mine. 

Translation...
"Oh you like to fight? 
So do I! 
Let's spend the next hour annoyed by the others Bitchy behavior!"

Today, do you find yourself Tangoing with strangers!?!? Having negative encounters with fellow Pain Bodies?!?
How many dates a week do you go on with "Invasion of the Body Snatchers?!?" Are you married to one?!?

Xoxo

Ps: I'm embarrassed of my behavior...getting SAT on was a first! :) 

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