A lot of the calm people you meet are actually people who oftentimes repress their emotions (can be purposeful or accidental) so when the anger and rage eventually builds up to a tipping point, the resulting outburst might not only seem sudden but a lot stronger too
I’m a generally calm person, but you are at 100% right I sometimes even surprise myself at how violent I really am when I’m alone. I try to be aware of it, but sometimes it does slip out really bad.
I’m always calm if I can be, but I have a few things where I won’t tolerate letdowns without proper reasoning. I don’t get mad at people who had no control, but if I find out you were just lazy? People tend to avoid me when that happens
Oh trust me, when you curse a lot, it's more jarring when you don't and get eerily calm. It's just as scary as when a calm person starts cursing and yelling
Yea My mom used to say “as long as your dad is arguing back it’s fine. The moment he gets quiet, you better shut the hell up.” I think I only pushed him that far when I was a child once or twice 😅
I can vouch for it. I am known for cursing like a sailor in my friend groups because I try to set a limit of how far things can go because they regard me as the mom friend and follow my lead. It is when I stay quiet and stop being a smartass that they realize they fucked up
I once worked for a store above an MMA gym that was in the basement of this little 3 store shopping center. One night the gym had every spot in the lot filled except for 2 car spots out in front of our still-open shop, whereas the other 2 stores had closed by then. Including the single, for the entire shopping center, marked accessible spot. The car had no handicap tag. I decided that I was finally angry at this, as it happened a few times before that night, so I called the non-emergency police number and reported the car. They came out and wrote a parking ticket before I closed up my store that evening. The kicker? Dude had a Fraternal Order of Police sticker on the back of his now-ticketed car. Bet that made his day!
Saw a car parked like that just before Christmas in one of the parking garages here in Las Vegas, super super freaking busy. But they were leaving as I was looking for a spot so no idea if they got a ticket for it or anything.
I’m in Canada, the parking spots for handicapped are much wider and usually are all together… unless you park like an idiot close to the line as possible (for example my uncle in a wheelchair, the ramp that gets him into his van takes a few feet on one side, if you park too close he won’t be able to use his ramp and is just stuck waiting for said car to move) I’m unsure if it’s illegal to park next to a handicapped spot… which as the example I gave, I 100% understand why, I need to look up the laws out of curiosity (I always park away from them just because i don’t want to inconvenience them, like the BS that happens to my uncle… you don’t realize it until you do it, and then you feel like a total ignorant A hole) They should paint bars in the lane next to it for space before continuing the parking lot to be honest. Edit to add: I posted all this right before he got into detail 😅 I need to work on impulse… but to be fair, my uncles ramp is hydraulic and he still needs a couple feet to get in regardless… park next to him and he’s screwed. It’s really angering.
Interesting🤔 so that explains what happened in the story a bit better. In my country it’s legal to park next to the handicapped spot, as the handicapped parking spot is made to be bigger than the normal ones so that the people who need it will have the space they need even with cars parked right next to their space
It's also a military slang term, it's a stand-in for the phrase "Buddy F*cker" since the Blue Falcon does whatever they can to ruin the day(s) of anyone from individual members of to his entire squad or platoon.
One Christmas had all the adults, even the quiet ones, screaming at the top of their lungs. Long story short one of the dads got a little drunk and started berating his teen daughter for "disrespecting" his girlfriend. To my knowledge she never said or did anything rude, just kinda kept her distance from her (the daughter also didn't live with the dad). Then suddenly the dad just swung on his daughter. She fell backward to avoid getting hit, and immediately started crying in fear. I've never seen a dozen adults jump up and rush a single guy like that in my life. Everyone from other dads to my grandma were on him. It was pure enraged chaos. I was also a teen at the time so I could only sit there in shock and awe.
Not anger, but sadness. When I was a child, around 7 or so, my grandfather on my dad's side had passed away from COPD as he was an excessive smoker since he was a teen. My dad has always known to be a very calm person, but he would occasionally get irritated and aggressive when need-be. That Christmas, I wrote a letter to Santa Claus saying "I didn't want any presents, I just wanted my papaw back for one more year." When my dad read that note, he broke down in tears. He still keeps it in his bedside drawer to this day. Never have I once made my father cry like that again.
I’ve got loads, but this one is on my brother. As the short, chubby, redhead kid in school, my brother got bullied. BAD. My brother was always told by our parents try to resolve situations calmly, but if all else fails, you know what to do. Now my brother was short and would have groups of bullies hold him down to beat on him and the school would always blame him and punish him saying that the bullies had “bad home lives”. After trying over and over to get the teachers help, my brother decided it was time. Four or five bullies were trying to attack him, but they seemed to forget that he was, indeed, a short redhead… He single handedly kicked their asses and sent them literally RUNNING. He was sent to the office and was terrified that our parents would be mad, but when my mom came in with fire in her eyes, first thing she said was “you are NOT in trouble” and tore into the principal. We’ve had to fight to build his confidence far into adulthood, but that moment certainly helped
As someone who had a very hot temper when I was younger (4 out of 6 on dad's side of the family are red haired and mine is strawberry), I got teased by a trio of boys who must have thought my upset reactions were the funniest thing. It went on for a while until I went the exact opposite way of your brother. I went ice cold. No reactions. No emotions. Just a dead, cold stare. The teasing stopped. I still don't know if that was because it was no longer fun or because I unnerved them. The cool demeanour stayed with me until around mid teens when I met my best friend. Was a bit hard to always be ice cold to everyone and everything (apart from home and family) when you start interacting with people who are nice. Did get to know though that there were people in my class who were scared of me. 😂I could still rip into someone on the rare occasion if they deserved it though.
My dad told me this story: Some time in middle or early high school, my dad was outside during recess with his friend and a group of known bullies were harassing this guy I think was named Kevin? The kid was kind of a nerd, kind of a goth, had long hair and never really talked a lot, the prime target for bullies in the 90's. This one real mean guy was hitting him and calling him all sorts of homophobic names, and as my dad and his friend contemplated trying to intervene Kevin yelled; "DON'T YOU F*CKING TOUCH ME!" and put his hands up in a martial-arts style. My dad barely had the time to yell; "Yo he's about to Kung-Foo his ass!" before Kevin's whole body swiveled and he kicked the SHIT out of the main bully guy, totally floored him. Apparently quiet Kevin was an established black belt. An epic story that sounds straight out of a movie lmao.
Lmaooooooo Bro I luv stories like these for reeeal. Especially when the supposed "Bully victim" could be the one bullying them! 😂 Brodie said "Dont U DARE FUCcing TOUCH ME!!" *TURNS INTO BRUCE LEE forna min* 🖐️😤🫴
In the first story, the part about not swearing is absolutely true. It's also why you should always keep your word: it makes your threats carry just as much weight as your promises.
Nah, I disagree, well, partialy disagree, what he's describing is repression, anger is like a meter in a videogame it rises and you have to make it go down shouting and cursing is one of the most common ways of doing it, if you tell a person who curses or shouts a lot in anger to not do that you have to also tell them to find a different way of coping otherwise you're just telling them to repress their anger and that's not a good thing
That second kid was definitely dissociating like crazy, as was Leaf. If you push people too far, especially people who normally repress their emotional responses, this sort of thing will happen.
Yeah, from personal experience people who have to bottle everything up, the higher the threshold of anger means that when it does come out it can come out hard
I work retail and my manager is a pretty calm woman and I’ve only seen her mad once. We were short staffed that night and there was a lot to do. She was calling for one guy on the walkie to see what he was up to and he wasn’t responding. He eventually comes in the back and my manager gets pissed at him asking him where he was. He said he was on his 30 minute break but he was gone for over an hour. My manager told him she was looking for him and he was ignoring her. She said “we don’t have time for that s*** I want you to go home and I don’t want to see you here again.” That guy was fired on the spot and I haven’t seen my manager that mad since.
I had a manager who once tackled a shoplifter just before I arrived for work that morning after having a lot of theft from our RadioShack leading up to that day... But from then on, word got around, don't mess with Hector!
Dude in the first story gets it. I live in a dysfunctional community; nobody listens to the ones who shout about everything, but people listen when I shout because I'm almost always calm and calculated about stuff.
I basically grew up in a restaurant and saw Karens, Kens and drunk people being & doing all sorts of horrible, mom just taking it, even turning it into a joke to de-escalate. When I was really young, I hated it, I couldn’t understand why she didn’t defend herself. But this one time she just lost it, completely, it’s branded with white-hot iron in my brain forever. Drunk dude was cut off, took offense and started to throw insults, but when he saw it didn’t have the desired effect, he spat on mom, loogie landing right on her boob. I swear it happened in slow-motion, the arching spit, mom’s face starting to turn scary, silence occupying this part of the restaurant, people with mouth agape around... He started to laugh, but mom grabbed the very back of his hair in her fist, stood him up from it, or rather jerked him up so fast his chair fell backwards, and walked him out like a naughty schoolboy! He was in pain, humiliated and teared up while yelling just “Aaaaaaaah”, all they way to the door. He was at least 30cm/foot taller than mom, but he looked like a kitten or puppy, handled from the scruff.. We didn’t see this semi-regular customer ever again. First & last time I saw mom put hands on anyone. Everyone has a limit, everyone - something to keep in mind.
@@karenbertke3149not possible. Not being rude, that's just reality and you can't stop people from using it on certain entitled people. However, I do feel bad for people who have the name Karen and are actually good people because the ones who act entitled get dubbed that name and make all people with the name Karen look bad. Just show your worth and don't let any insults or anything get to you.
I have a mama bear story It was when my mom, my sister, my aunt, and I went to visit my great grandmother in the elderly home. We were in the parking space next to the home, when this man came speeding across it, almost running over my aunt in the process, but he could stop just in time not to hit her. My mom was livid. She went up to the drivers window and screamed at him in a rage I havent seen ever since. The driver was very glad when my mom finally let him drive off.
A bit of a tame story, but the one that always pops into my head for this topic: I work at a summer camp as a counselor, and the camp is a sleepaway so it has its own functioning kitchen, and kitchen staff. The kitchen staff work there year round, as do I, and there’s a guy in the kitchen who has been there as long as anyone can remember. He started when he was 16 and he’s nearly 50. The friendliest, calmest, nicest, most wholesome guy you will ever meet. Never met one person in my 14 years at this camp say anything bad about him. One random day in fall we have a field trip come to the camp, and they were completely unhinged. Me and my coworkers were trying to create order and run activities for them but they were just shouting and running around and not listening to anyone. Apparently they were like this in school as well according to the teachers. Regardless, it came time for them to eat dinner, as they were staying overnight in cabins, so we are all sitting in the dining hall and the kitchen staff member is trying to ask my boss if he’s ready for the kitchen to bring out the food, but my boss can’t hear him over the screaming and chaos. My boss tries multiple times to tell them over the mic to quiet down, to no avail. Finally, I hear an absolute roar from the front of the room, “BE QUIET!! LISTEN TO (boss)!! HOW DISRESPECTFUL!!” And miraculously, the whole room went completely silent. He looked around, nodded his head, and then as if nothing happened, looked at my boss and asked again if the kitchen can bring out the food. And on my life, those kids were quiet as mice the entire rest of the field trip. Still can’t believe to this day I actually saw him mad, sometimes I think I imagined it until other people verify it actually happened
2:40 I agree with you. There's something so oddly heartwarming about somebody caring about somebody else so much that they'll defend them without a second thought, especially if their actions manage to surprise themself.
Not a quiet person, but my dad was ALWAYS happy, cracking jokes, just wanted to put a smile on everyones face and get along. One day i was at work with him painting a house when i was about 10. There was a puppy hanging arouns and the electrician punted the poor thing.my dad beat him bloody, didnt snap, lose it. Calmly qalked over, beat him like a drum, and walked back over. All he said to me was "theres no good reason to treat animals like that, especially puppies". I love and miss my dad.
My mother is 88 years old. Never in my life have I heard her raise her voice. When she gets mad, she uses the "mom" voice. Her eyes will narrow and she'll use this very calm low voice to let us know she is not happy, and if you value the skin on your behind, you'd better listen to her. My dad was the one that would yell, but I always wondered what it would take to make her go off. My brothers and I got into trouble on occasion when we were kids, and the "mom" voice was always enough to scare us.
I'm naturally quiet and don't curse a lot, so the few times I've blown up it's had people scared lol. I guess that's the perk of being quiet. Though the one and only time I truly lost my mind was out of fear more than anything (my tiny dog nearly died and I screamed at people like a banshee and almost got my brother arrested)
Im very social and happy type around ppl. As well as calm. Im a ENFJ Anyhow, the few times ive exploded at family/friends/ppl...they went silent and looked shocked and scared. Even my bff told me it looked like i was about to kill someone 😂 It was that day my bff now is even scared to make me mad. Yet i wouldn’t hurt anyone. I just hold back alot of truths until i get fed up with peoples negativity
This. I’m the type of person that when someone is being a jerk, I’m like, “oh they’re having a bad day. It’s fine.” I don’t ever curse, to the point I’ve injured myself and yelled, “Owie!” 😂 But a guy in a wheelchair once threatened to shoot my dog out of nowhere and I told him to “Just try motherf**ker” and everyone with me got scared. Everyone dragged me away because they were scared I’d flip the guy in the wheelchair over. (I had actually considered it so they saved his butt.) Everyone kept quoting me later on, which was really embarrassing, but I was glad they stopped with the worried looks.
I’ve had that happen before. And like leaf in story 6, I was told it was like my expression was empty. My eyes were described as dead, emotionless, and void of anything. I was told by people that they’re glad I don’t get angry often, because I’m scary. It’s such a terrible loss of control in that moment but it really takes a lot of buildup to reach that point. It’s only ever happened to me 3 times in my life and it was all with bullies (not all towards me) who’d been consistently wearing down my patience for months, one even for years before I snapped. Still, since I know this happens, I don’t think I’ll ever take a customer service job.
Didn’t see this but heard this from a classmate. In high school, the orchestra/ guitar teacher was the chillest, nicest and coolest person. Even if you didn’t have him, you knew him. He would get donuts after concerts and assessments for us while listening to the recording to see what we can improve on. It was easy to pass his class. When I was a freshman (2018-2019) we didn’t had a classroom and so we had to use the stage as our classroom, the stage is also where pictures would be taken. Now, this took place the day of our concert and so he spend a lot of time setting up chairs and the sound walls. You would think the people taking the photos would see this and ask if they can move it for their equipment but nope they took everything down and set up their stuff without informing my teacher. Now, he never raises his voice and would tell us to watch our language if we cursed and so when he saw the chairs and sound walls down he yelled at the photo people. I think it was retakes but don’t really know.
When I was 15 I was in the chess club. Someone I befriended there was the stereotype of a nerd. He was bullied for it as well. I mean really bullied. He just took the bullying and carried on as if it didn't happen. He always said that scum wasn't worth the effort. The year we turned 15, his little sister joined the school and it was quickly discovered they were related. One day we are walking to chess club after lunch and heard her screaming. We turned the corner to find his bully's trying to strip her to r her. That day he turned from a quiet nerd to a raging hulk. Left 5 guys in the hospital. During the fight, his shirt was torn and damn, this little nerd was jacked. The school wanted him to be expelled. It took one call to the governess overseeing the school suggesting that the principal supports r and what would the papers think to light a fire under the school. He didn't see any repercussions and it turned out his bully's never bothered him or his sister ever again.
story 3 is sweet. My husband is the most chill, respectful, elegant and charming man I have ever met. But I know that if anyone would be a threat to me either verbally or physically, he would knock them TF out. He is super protective of me and hyper vigilant of his surroundings. I feel super safe with him by my side.
as one who is described as the "quiet one", I tend to have very quick spikes in my anger/anxiety when it gets too much, usually from stuff that has nothing to do with me... most of the time my outbursts are a means of preventing other people from losing it... I can usually see other outbursts coming from a mile away despite this and despite the fact that I'm coming up to 25 this year; I have never actually hit anyone in anger before... and tbh, it think it's because I think too hard about the consequences (I overthink literally everything in my life lol) even when said consequences might be non-existent or not worth worrying about
I had a manager, who left not to long ago😢, but his name was Sam. He was so chill, I was an introvert working in a social job and he always made sure I was okay and helped me out when I had an anxiety attack on like my first or second week there. But this one time, I think it was almost six months of working there, a new girl came and she acted like she had been there for YEARS, always seeming to target me the most. But it went on for weeks, my self-esteem and courage that I had gained while I was there had almost gotten worse than before I applied. She told me I did things wrong that I knew I was doing right, called me dumb, poked at my temper (which I'm glad I somehow never lost), and even body-shamed me once. And one night we were all closing the front line, me, Sam, and the other employee. I was doing my own part (just wrapping up some fresh food or whatever), and she told me that it was to be done another way, then proceeded to undo the plastic wrap and redo it a different way. But when Sam came up, he saw that same wrapped food and calmly told me that I shouldn't be done like that, I simply stated that the other employee had redone it and told me to do it that way. That other employee (who was nearby) came running towards me, her eyes looked like she wanted to attack me or something, but Sam stepped in the way, and other than the increasing volume of their yelling, I can't recall anything else, just rushing to the back of the place and sitting in the managers office, having what I think was a panic attack. Later Sam came back to me and asked if I was alright and if I wanted to head home early. Of course I said yes and he offered me to leave through the back door so I wouldn't have to pass the employee again. But I had NEVER seen him get so mad, and after that i only felt sadder when he left, i still don't think I've gained all that self-esteem back yet, it was almost a year ago now. (Oh and that employee was fired, or they left, but either way, they're not working there anymore. Although she still comes in to get food, and I swear they know my shifts bc they come in almost every time I work, think I've been traumatized by that whole event)
I am sure there are naturally calm people out there. But personally i am calm because its always the better more productive and smart choice. So when i no longer can keep calm its because my anger is so great my discipline have finally failed. Its like a dam bursting.
I remember a friend in high school who was always calm and nice to everyone got pissed because a guy kept getting in his face and poking him. For the whole class, he stayed silent and didnt move. After class let out, he grabbed the guy in the hallway, lifted him over his head, and slammed him head first into the concrete. To this day, I dont know how that guy didn't die instantly. My friend wasnt even a big dude, never worked out or anything. Being angry literally gives you god like strength for like 10 seconds i guess.
Story 2: I have that exact memory of being the kid walking myself to the office after that. I have no idea if it actually happened or if it was just an ADHD daydream that has become a forgotten memory, but now it's got me wondering.
I'm pretty passive at all times. Not like I would let someone take advantage of me passive, more like I just don't think most things are worth arguing about. I have no problem putting someone in their place when it's actually called for. My entire family knows me as the person that you just can not get a rise out of. I was a pretty violent teenager but I chilled way out after joining the army and I've been pretty chilled for the last 14 years or so. Anyway, I got divorced about 6 years ago. My insane grandma, who is known to have a boiling temper and regularly slaps people in our family, decided that she was in a bad mood and got in my face and started saying some pretty wild things to me about my divorce. I've seen her get in the faces of a lot of my female family members right before she slaps them. I felt my teenage rage that I thought I had gotten rid of start to bubble up to the surface. I didn't even look at her. I stood there towering over her and stared at the wall right next to her and very calmly, loudly, and firmly announced: "I don't know what you think is about to happen, but if you put your hands on me, I will put your old ass straight through that fucking drywall." Not my proudest moment, but all 4 of my aunt's(her daughters) took my side thankfully. She acted so surprised and stunned like I was a monster. My aunts were like "Have you EVER seen anyone get a rise out of him?? Maybe you should examine the way YOU treat people, mom." Also thankfully she took that encounter and the discussions with my aunts seriously and made an effort to change her behavior. She is way more tolerable and even slightly enjoyable to be around now. So yeah, spent many years laughing things off until I almost smacked the shit out of my grandma one time. Boy, I was gonna do that shit too. She had blown the lock off the demon's cage and it was running free in my head
for me its my boyfriend, he is the most calm and composed guy or person I have ever known, at that time we were having kinda issues with our relationship, miscommunication and all, and his friends kept interrupting him when we were trying to talk, i got so scared when he yelled at them to back tf off💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀
I learned this about this by experience Whem i was a kid, i was bullied constantly. I was shy, read fantasy books, had glasses( i still use, and love them), little and fat. I went through 5 schools until graduate and i was bullied in all of them. I experienced it all, verbal abuse, manipulation, ppl fucking with you and calling you crazy and acting like they did nothing to you, having my things stolen,, my notebooks trashed. One day some kids tied my feet and hands with my shoelaces and threatened to beat any one who tried to help me. I'm 29 and i think i will never forget. So i couldn't fight them, i was alone and didn't had the strength to. So i started to thow whole school chairs on them. No matter the moment, if was a teacher on the room or not. If someone verbaly abused me i would stand up and throw the freaking chair on their head. They stoped bullied me. But i went to a new school for High School. I always have been an introvert. So i tried to keep on my own. This guy found out i had a crush on a friend, but she didn't liked me and we already new bcs in my first high school year another guy told everyone and was basicaly humiliated in front of her. So this other guy use every chance he had to bothering me. So after 6 months, whem the room was empty he comes to tease me and i start to monologue about i couldn't understand why he was such a miserable creature incapable of being good in anything and how pathetic and horrible person he was and how i was fucking tired of his nonsense, the pich was rising as i was talking and his jaw have dropped, he couldn't speak, other studantes saw the whole thing and he felt humiliated. Next day he walks to my chair and say "i'm sorry, i never should be bothering you so much, i will never do it again. And if you need me for something, just say". After that we actually got along. Last story: Journalism School, thrid year. I went to one of the finest public Colleges of Brazil, here, the federal univeristies are a lot more prestigious tham big part of the private colleges. So, bcs the teachers can't be fired, the can get a little egocentric and disrespectiful, but i always had a good relationship with them, and usualy i talked them to be less hurtful to my colleagues, but this one was new. He doesn't knew me or my relationship with other teatchers. I needed to miss 2 classes bcs my grandmother had died that week and my mom and i lived mostly of her retirement salary. So i was fucked up. And is still called my friends to catch uo on the assignments so the teacher know i didn't went for class bcs i didn't wanted, but because in needed to solve shit. I hold him the assignments and explain about my grandma death. So the guy say "thank you, but i can't take your a assignment bcs if i do it, i will be disrespectful to the other studants efforts to make it on time". I said "WHAT?". Got my fist on his table, put the finger on his nose and screamed "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO DEFINE WHO IS MADE MORE OR LESS EFFORT ON THIS ROOM, YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT ABOUT MYSELF OR ANY OTHER PERSON HERE AND THIS JOB DOESN'T ALLOW YOU TO FUCKING ACT ABOVE US YOUR DEGREE DOEN'T MEAN SHIT IF YOU CAN RESPECT PEOPLE, NOW I'M GOING OUT OF THIS SHIT AND I HOPE I NEVER SE YOU TALK LIKE THIS WITH ME OR ANYONE ON THIS FUCKING BUILDING". He put his face down, everybody got in shock bcs they never sow me yealing, i'm just a really quiet guy and i don't really like violence. I run from anything that may trigger me to think about it. No one ever looked at me the same, and the professor spent the whole semester asking for permission before talking to me, he got horrified and don't even had courage to correct my articles like he did with the rest of my class. Lose it completely is never cool. We need to avoid it. But hell, if you are a cool, fun, quiet, easy going person, whem you do it, it work damn well. Make sure whem you do, be intentional, bcs if you do it too much, it will lose its effect
I’m a very calm, reserved, and stoic person. But still pleasant and friendly. I don’t think I’ve ever genuinely unleashed my anger out on someone, aside from when I was bullied in 4th grade. I just don’t wanna get angry, it feels…gross.
"There are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man." - Patrick Rothfuss I believe that fits pretty well with these stories.
I'd was halfway through my first year in high school, and at lunch my friend was being annoyed by a pair of boys (twins) in the year above. I was trying to get them to leave, so was my friend, but they weren't going. Then in walks my friend's older brother, who we will call Steve. For clarity, this guy was a black belt in Muay Thai already, and has ince served in the Marines for (I think) 5 years. He tells them to move, he wasn't harsh, but there wasn't exactly a 'please' in the phrasing either. Steve was normally super nice, just wanted to get out of school, but he was always relaxed and calm. This was honestly the nastiest I'd ever seen him, not asking but telling someone to move. They were in the same year, and in the middle of the cafeteria, twin 1 decides to dump a bowl of hot pasta on my friends lap. Twin 2 gets punched hard, breaking his nose, and the entire room stops. Steve says 'you hurt my brother, I hurt yours'. Twin 1 just grabs his brother and runs. Steve got a month suspension, but so did those twins. The teachers said they couldn't allow either side to think that what happened was ok, but they also added that the instigators would be on probation next year, which made things a little better. I think they punished Steve to avoid a lawsuit.
The second story of the Dad standing up for his wife reminded me of that episode from Dexter’s Laboratory when Earl slammed the door in mom’s face. That one always got me amped up 😂😂😂. Something about someone standing up for the people they love.
Story 2 is unfortunately the only way to deal with a bully since most teachers/principals do nothing unless they catch the bully red handed. Which bullies tend to look out for so they're hardly ever caught. And they will keep pushing someone till that person snaps and lashes out.
As i was falling asleep last night to your videos i heard you say you were canadian and i was jolted awake as one does when you find another fellow canadian you enjoy. thanks for making videos for me to fall asleep to every night mystery man
Part of me wonders if he was neurodivergent and highly masking. Sitting there calculating the consequences of punching a guy. Punch. Then go face the consequences. Feels neurodivergent to me, but I'd love to hear other perspectives.
I've worked as a line cook on and off for 5 years, the chillest dude is usually me but there's definitely times where I've snapped, smashed a bunch of shit, walked off, and came back 5 minutes later like nothing happened. It's better to just get it all out immediately so you can keep doing your job and not have extra work before the end of your night
A story about my daughter, told to me by a teacher. My kid was labeled the good one. Cause she worked hard, listened, and did what she was told. 2 years ago she was in a math class, trying to do the lesson. The class was being loud, talking, ignoring the teacher, and just all around misbehaving. When suddenly my daughter slammed her book down stood up an shouted at the class "Hay you might not give a sh** about your future and are cool with being stupid for the rest of your lives, but I care about MINE so sit down and shut up NOW!' Which was so shocking for the rest of the school year the kids never talked in class again.
As a teen i am a very calm and composed but i used to have anger issues /temper when i was little i would abuse or beat people just because they won games that i was good at or was very disrespectful to some elders as i grew up i realized that being angry and blaming others only hurt them and you it doesn't feel better or makes the situation better , so must of the time when i still do get angry i just make an excuse or stay silent cause i may say something rude but there were times i got angry at my friend for being annoying which she didn't intended to be but i just outbursted and said that she was annoying and told her to shut up infront of my friends , she suddenly got quiet and and her eyes started to fill with tears but she didn't cry , i realized that i can hurt people easily and rather than supressing the emotion you should sometimes take a deep breath and think before we speak
we had a new teacher and that dude was chillest teacher ive ever seen. trust me. he would give assignments, if we didnt complete in time, he wouldnt do anything to us. But one day he had enough bro literally brought stick on our class and while he checked the assignments, bro gave everyone sticks which left us with blue stick marks from that beating. Never have we ever forgotten assignments from that sir ever.
My mum is a very calm person under pressure but on a family vacation to Portland we were five minutes away from are hotel and with traffic and people she finally lost her cool and said I’ve f#cking had it ! we spent the next five minutes to the hotel in total silence 😆
The calmest person I have ever seen. Even in life or death situations he is always calm. we was in class and we have been in the same class for 6 years straight. We wasn’t close friends tho. Then… without even saying a single word. Calm as a falling leaf. He stabbed me with a pencil in my thigh and started to scream in my face.. a couple minutes later after shouting, he became calmer than ever. And acted like nothing happened. He is now my best friend and we found out 2 years ago that he is actually a psychopath.
I remember there was this one time I was chosen to help with the morning grammar routine in my 10th grade English class. I remember the teacher was struggling to get the rest of the class under control since everyone was so loud and rowdy that day. Eventually I got annoyed too since it'd been several minutes and no one was calming down and I just wanted to sit down in my regular seat and not be up front like I was. I was also having a pretty lousy day overall w/ a headache so this wasn't helping. I'm not an introvert by any means but I'm also not the type of person that deliberately speaks over people or say things in a authoritative manner, esp. To my peers. Which is why I surprised both myself and my class when I shouted "HEY!!!!!" above everyone else to get their attention. It worked, and everyone FINALLY shut up and we could finally start the beginning lesson. I think a lot of my peers were really shocked since I was another student, but also because they knew I was normally a pretty patient person. I was just so annoyed that day and feeling lousy and I guess I let my frustration get the better of me that time.
A calm person is a peaceful person most of the time. They have one of the highest level of patience that I have seen throughout my life. For a calm person to lose their shit, you must be quite the childish asshole. A lot of calm people are those who have experience deep, traumatizing or have been through worse in their lives. Sometimes most of them know the consequences and the regrets impatience tend to lead to especially if your judgement becomes clouded. So they tend to take a deep breath and not let their emotions get the better of them so they don't do something they will regret or hurt others with their words. They also tend to enjoy life better. Most calm people are wise people, they can give you tons of advises especially those that underwent harsh pasts. They tend to help others avoid the same or worse case scenarios. Do not ever test a calm and patient person. It not only makes you a loser, but also a childish and immature brat regardless of your age. there was a saying my grandfather used to say: "Fear not an evil man, for in reality he is weak without power. But fear the wrath of a once kind and calm spirit"
as someone who tends to bottle up my anger and frustration, i have a multitude of my own stories about this very topic, one of which happened literally like 4 days ago at work. ive lately been trying to find ways to vent out the frustrations when i get them or try to circumvent frustration later on down the road, but its hard when im dealing with people who will never want to change and never stop being frustrating to deal with, and its hard to not feel like a dick when i tell someone to stop instead of just letting them being annoying and irritating.
The dad going hulk mode was right in what he did because of that the neighbor disrespected his wife, your friend's mom, and the dad was in protective mode at that moment. Parking in the yellow grid like that would be illegal so yeah the driver and the manager were wrong because the manager should have said something because the car was parked in the restaurant parking lot he managed at and the driver was wrong because he was illegally parked with where he was
Me, senior year in High School. I was in the top 10% of my class in a huge (3,000+ student school), and actually had more than enough credits to graduate after junior year. I had credit for about a year of the core courses for my college already completed, but the AH school would NOT let me graduate because I did not have my last English credit (I had already tested out of two years of college English) and a QUARTER CREDIT for physical education(!) My mom had remarried, new stepfather and I were not getting along, most of my friends had graduated the year before, etc. etc. I was a simmering pressure cooker, and I wanted to be anywhere but there. I took an art class just to not have 6 study halls a day (top it off - closed campus - no leaving school early). The class bully saw me nearly finished with a detailed watercolor on my desk, and he walked past and tipped the water for my brushes over the drawing, ruining it. I was a skinny, bespectacled nerd girl, but I hit him with an uppercut to the jaw so hard he got lifted off his feet and fell backward atop the next row of desks. I gathered my books and headed for the office. No repercussions from the teacher or the bully or his buddies. I think he was ashamed a girl took him out.
Most of the time a distant friend of mine was always calm. She’d listen to conversations she wasn’t interested in, tried not too cuss and didn’t get mad when people basically forgot about her since she was so quiet. One time when she was with her closest friends that she cared for deeply, they always talked over her not giving her time to speak. This happened a lot but now she was not having it. She started talking not stopping. Yet they still werent listening. So she said and I quote “ Okay we get it. You’re both better than me cooler than me more social, smarter, more beautiful or handsome-NOBODY GIVES A FUCK!” After that she outright left. They were stunned into silence. Five minutes after. The bell rung and she had to go back to class. Her friends stayed quiet for once. She told me to respect myself and not blend in the background to much or this’ll happen. My respect for her grew bigger an I will never let her live down one of the only times she actually cussed.
As 'the calm and quiet' person; I haven't seen one lose it, but I've darned well lost it a few times myself. So from that perspectve, I can say that I get annoyed or angry a whole lot more often than people actually tend tosee; I just like to pick my battles, and I like to try and talk things out with that person like adults first. So if you see me lose my temper, then you had best believe that has been bubbling up for a while, and it wasn't just that one incident that set me off. I'm usually a patient person (sometimes even to a fault, lol), but lord help you if choose to test that patience and it finally runs out.
My mom’s not the type to keep calm when she’s being tolerant- she doesn’t put up with antics- rather, she’s calmest when she’s *pissed.* There have been few times I’ve feared leaving my room because there was the noise of one party, then a complete silence after. She’s dealt with a lot of stuff. It was most terrifying when she told me and my siblings to go outside when she was still married to a wifebeater, and there was just this *look* she had. I kept my siblings away from the house as long as possible, understanding that look was usually reserved for my bio father when he was stepping out of line. One she tried to hide. The house was silent the whole time. They divorced shortly after.
I repress my anger a lot for quite some time. Suppressing anger does NOT equate with dealing with your anger, and in time, you will reach a critical point. I hope the people who suppress anger find their way to face and master it without suppressing. It takes time, effort, a constant work in progress, but things will be better. Anger is a part of you so naturally understanding it not just on a theory basis but on a personal experience level is to understand a part of you which makes you a more whole person
Never poke a sleeping bear. Beware of those who are provoked repeatedly and do not react. It is the seething volcano personality. But when they blow, people run and hide. The provoker usually does not provoke again. They should have learned this lesson when they were about 2 years old.
I will try and try to alleviate/change a situation, but the day I come in and am utterly calm and do not say anything is they day I quietly pack my things and do not return.
My story is about myself. I never cuss, and I consider myself to be a extremely calm, level headed person, and the only times I have ever really blown up were when I was a kid, and never in my adult life. I work on a crew building bridges, and everyone knows me and how calm I am. About five years into the job, we were getting ready to leave a job, and everyone but me and the supervisor had already left. We had loaded everything on to the supervisors truck, except one three inch pump. Now, that pump weighs 180lbs empty, and this one still had some water in it. So me and the supervisor decided to load the pump in my truck, because his didn't have room, and as we are about to sit it on the tailgate, my hand slips, and the pump falls several feet, and directly onto my foot. Now, I was already in a bad mood, because I hadn't just had one of those days, I'd had one of those months, where everything seemed like it was out to get me. So anyways, I yelled "FUCK THIS PUMP!" picked it back up by myself, slung it all the way to the front of the truck bed, so hard it dented the front of the bed, I then slamed the tailgate, got in the truck, slammed the door so hard that the door panel fell off, and drove away. I apologized to my supervisor the next day, and I haven't blown up again in the five years since then.
I've got three stories I want to mention here, nothing very special but I like them. I am really quiet most of the time and have a very calm voice a lot of people "love" me for my voice. (If the stories sounds weird it's abuse all the stuff said was in my native language German. That's also why my english may not be too good) 1. Back in my school days I made the classroom sh*t up once. Just screaming sh*t up already wtf is wrong with you. 2. I had my weekend of work but my boss wanted me to plow two fields. I told him I could work paid overtime on Saturday from 08:00 until 17:00. He said he needed me all day Saturday from 05:00-23:00 and the same on Sunday. I put a lot of pressure on my Voice and said, nah ain't going to happen. Can't describe how my voice was but this put an end to that conversation. Midday on Friday I told him I'm not going to show up any time on Saturday for that and that I knew he couldn't do anything against that. 3. We were hanging out in town with like 10 people and one Buddy had to go home. He didn't want to go alone so he asked around if anyone would go with him, no one wanted to. He asked for 10 straight. I looked into his eyes and again calm but very serious I said. Bro you have a serious problem with not being able to take no for an answer. This is very annoying and should maybe just damn leave already. I just said bye and left after that. And later called me and said sorry for that. He has changed now.
I'm a calm person who's lost it a few times. Its that I can tolerate a lot of things but only up to a certain point, after which there's no toleration at all (for anything).
I'm a calm person, I can say we are not calm at all. Yes, we talk less and make it appear we are good, but sometimes we just don't express our anger, sadness or other kind of emotions. So we end to explode with just a minimum thing that hit us in a bad and stressful moment. Speaking for myself, one of this moment I was in secondary school and a friend of mine had sat on my chair, the place I always used to sit on. He wouldn't get out and he and the rest of my friends were laughing because how bad I was getting from only a chair. I just raged, punched his face and almost broke his nose.
One time, I saw the most polite & generous person knock out someone who was much taller & heavier than they were. They were being bullied around by groups of people for being too kind, I guess those people got what they wanted.
I remember losing it on a few kids behind me in class who constantly disrupted the class goofed off disrespected the most wonderful teacher multiple times and they also kept snapping my bra straps and stuff I got ticked off after a few weeks of this now mind u I had a lot of years of hurt anger and sadness that kept spilling over but i snapped at them saying shut the fk up some of us are here to actually learn and for once in your lives open the book to the page ur asked pay attention and if not shut up sit there and be quiet I then proceeded to turn around to a stunned and shocked teacher and the rest of the class just staring at me I said I apologize sir I just cannot pay attention with my fave class with these kids constantly doing wat they do please continue ur lecture
I have the exact opposite of this. I'm usually kinda loud and usually vocal about what annoys me, not so much anger. but when I DO get genuinely angry, I go damn near silent. I don't raise my voice, no overreactions, nothing. Even my own parents are afraid of me when I get that irate since it takes a lot to get to that point.
Me. I barely lost my temper back in the day, but in my last education, you would get around 80 euros a month from the government to do whatever with. I somehow got it in my head that if I failed this education, I would have to give all that money back to the government, RIGHT then and there, and I no longer had that money, cause I used it before I got that idea in my head. So I had a MASSIVE fear of getting bad grades. I also was quite a quiet person with good grades and confidence when it counted. One of the lessons we had to do for a certain class, was act out certain scenes and record it. The groups we were in were random. One girl in my group REFUSED to be filmed, she did NOT want to be on camera, at all. I thought that if we didn’t do what we needed to do, we were all gonna get a bad grade. I first tried to gently coax her, saying she had no choice, she kept refusing, and then I got mad. This is a side of me no classmate of mine had seen yet, the most I would have done was give a rowdy student a glare from the back, after all. I grabbed the doorhandle while saying, LOUDLY “FINE! I will go to the teacher right now to have you removed from this group cause I WILL NOT let YOU be the reason of why I’ll get a bad grade!” and I swung the door open and marched out. The teacher was already there and I called her over as the other people in the group tried to follow me, but the teacher was there sooner. She got to talking with the student in a quiet corner of the hallway while I sat there in the classroom with a pissed off expression. We managed to come to a compromise, she agreed to be filmed from the back only, which worked just fine cause she had a massive head of curls which hid her face perfectly fine from the sides, and that that footage would only go to the teacher and nowhere else. All went fine in the end, jeesh.
i'm someone who doesnt really get angry because i usually end up getting lost behind the reasons of why people are the way they are. like one of my friends has this habit that whenever you try to help her (in the most calm way possible) she thinks your criticising her and lashes out at you, now i do set boundaries and tell her that i will not tolerate any disrespect but i don't really get mad at her cause her behaviour makes me think she must be criticised at every small thing she did as a child that when you try to help her with things as an adult her mind subconsciously thinks you're criticising her. so because i undertsand her reasons her actions dont make me angry (not saying they are justified), what however, really does get on my nerves (i dont react aggressively to it either but can FEEL the rage burning through my body) is people who are impolite for no particular reason. or don't thank/say "please" to helping services such as waiters, or house help, etc. like where are your manners?
I have only ever gotten angry once, I almost severely injured someone, thankfully an adult stopped me. Never again have I lost it, I will rather die than get angry. Injured meaning almost killed someone, sure something happened to me but now reflecting on it, it didn’t require such anger outburst, especially since this was when I was 12. Please be respectful of other humans, don’t hurt each other over petty things.
Im definitely a calm but talkative friendly jokester. Its when i got absolutely silent and cold that people feel my energy from 3 rooms over and everyone knows to stay far away.
My dad is now a days the calm quiet type. ive only seen him get angry a couple times since i was 12 (im now in my 20s). when i came home sobbing saying the school wouldnt let my service dog in, ive never seen a spark so FURIOUS in that mans eyes in my ENTIER life, and he had reeeally bad anger issues when i was younger (never hurt anyone but yelling was often a normalcy in my house)
(Not my story but my uncle’s story that my dad told me) my uncle was bullied for a full year, he didn’t really care and he knew how to fight but didn’t want to (it was when he was still in school as a kid I think?) but one day his friend got bullied by the kids that bullied my uncle, the friend was in a wheelchair, he couldn’t walk, but when my uncle saw this, he beat the crap out of the bullies, that they got hospitalised and he told the teachers and principal, so they never saw them at school again, the bullies also never dared to touch anyone my uncle knew
I am the calm person who lost it. It was my senior year of high school and I was my choir/band teacher’s go to student for important things. One day he left early because his son, my good friend, was having a rough day. But it was just one of those days apparently because I also did not want to be there that day. So when it was time for choir class I was in charge. We were working on a song that we had had for about a month and there was one part that people were just not getting right. Then to top it off, the kids were just being uncooperative and not paying attention. I should also add that I was in the school’s musical which was happening at the same time, so I was stressed more than normal. It reached a point about twenty-five minutes into class where I just lost it and walked out of the room. I didn’t go back the rest of class. I think the most messed up part was that not only did the substitute not try to help control them, she didn’t care about the fact I left the room and didn’t come back. But everyone knew they messed up because the next day, everyone had an ill feeling about them when they looked at me.
A lot of the calm people you meet are actually people who oftentimes repress their emotions (can be purposeful or accidental) so when the anger and rage eventually builds up to a tipping point, the resulting outburst might not only seem sudden but a lot stronger too
youre right tbh
I’m a generally calm person, but you are at 100% right I sometimes even surprise myself at how violent I really am when I’m alone. I try to be aware of it, but sometimes it does slip out really bad.
I’m always calm if I can be, but I have a few things where I won’t tolerate letdowns without proper reasoning. I don’t get mad at people who had no control, but if I find out you were just lazy? People tend to avoid me when that happens
It's same for me..I don't show anger that much..but I know some points which is triggering..if it's happen then done
Me, very rarely happens.
Oh trust me, when you curse a lot, it's more jarring when you don't and get eerily calm. It's just as scary as when a calm person starts cursing and yelling
Yup.
Unusual is scary
Yea
My mom used to say “as long as your dad is arguing back it’s fine. The moment he gets quiet, you better shut the hell up.”
I think I only pushed him that far when I was a child once or twice 😅
I can vouch for it. I am known for cursing like a sailor in my friend groups because I try to set a limit of how far things can go because they regard me as the mom friend and follow my lead. It is when I stay quiet and stop being a smartass that they realize they fucked up
Can confirm - I’m typically a more “loud” person. People tend to ask me if I’m okay when I get more quiet, as that’s common for me
Story 12: It is indeed illegal under ADA to park next to the handicapped parking in the US. Other laws may apply in different countries.
I once worked for a store above an MMA gym that was in the basement of this little 3 store shopping center. One night the gym had every spot in the lot filled except for 2 car spots out in front of our still-open shop, whereas the other 2 stores had closed by then. Including the single, for the entire shopping center, marked accessible spot. The car had no handicap tag. I decided that I was finally angry at this, as it happened a few times before that night, so I called the non-emergency police number and reported the car. They came out and wrote a parking ticket before I closed up my store that evening. The kicker? Dude had a Fraternal Order of Police sticker on the back of his now-ticketed car. Bet that made his day!
The story might not be in the US but i see what you mean.
Saw a car parked like that just before Christmas in one of the parking garages here in Las Vegas, super super freaking busy. But they were leaving as I was looking for a spot so no idea if they got a ticket for it or anything.
I’m in Canada, the parking spots for handicapped are much wider and usually are all together… unless you park like an idiot close to the line as possible (for example my uncle in a wheelchair, the ramp that gets him into his van takes a few feet on one side, if you park too close he won’t be able to use his ramp and is just stuck waiting for said car to move) I’m unsure if it’s illegal to park next to a handicapped spot… which as the example I gave, I 100% understand why, I need to look up the laws out of curiosity (I always park away from them just because i don’t want to inconvenience them, like the BS that happens to my uncle… you don’t realize it until you do it, and then you feel like a total ignorant A hole)
They should paint bars in the lane next to it for space before continuing the parking lot to be honest.
Edit to add: I posted all this right before he got into detail 😅 I need to work on impulse… but to be fair, my uncles ramp is hydraulic and he still needs a couple feet to get in regardless… park next to him and he’s screwed. It’s really angering.
Interesting🤔 so that explains what happened in the story a bit better.
In my country it’s legal to park next to the handicapped spot, as the handicapped parking spot is made to be bigger than the normal ones so that the people who need it will have the space they need even with cars parked right next to their space
For anyone wondering, a “Blue Falcon” is basically that kid that would remind the teacher to give the class homework over Xmas break, as an adult.
Or to simplify, a “buddy fucker”.
Basically, the shit kid who wants to ruin others' lives or time doing something that doesn't actually even prove worthwhile outside of school, hardly.
Thanks, I was wondering about that!
It's also a military slang term, it's a stand-in for the phrase "Buddy F*cker" since the Blue Falcon does whatever they can to ruin the day(s) of anyone from individual members of to his entire squad or platoon.
@@rayhatesu Thank you!
One Christmas had all the adults, even the quiet ones, screaming at the top of their lungs. Long story short one of the dads got a little drunk and started berating his teen daughter for "disrespecting" his girlfriend. To my knowledge she never said or did anything rude, just kinda kept her distance from her (the daughter also didn't live with the dad). Then suddenly the dad just swung on his daughter. She fell backward to avoid getting hit, and immediately started crying in fear. I've never seen a dozen adults jump up and rush a single guy like that in my life. Everyone from other dads to my grandma were on him. It was pure enraged chaos. I was also a teen at the time so I could only sit there in shock and awe.
bro tried to act up and they jumped him
good on your family man
imagine being such a dong even GRANDMA tries to jump you 😭
kudos to the people that stepped in.
W family they’re so real for that
Not anger, but sadness. When I was a child, around 7 or so, my grandfather on my dad's side had passed away from COPD as he was an excessive smoker since he was a teen. My dad has always known to be a very calm person, but he would occasionally get irritated and aggressive when need-be. That Christmas, I wrote a letter to Santa Claus saying "I didn't want any presents, I just wanted my papaw back for one more year." When my dad read that note, he broke down in tears. He still keeps it in his bedside drawer to this day. Never have I once made my father cry like that again.
I'm guessing that's also how you learned that the one delivering presents on Xmas was actually your parents?
@@deinonychus1948 Actually no, he didn’t tell me about him crying until years later. I stopped believing in Santa at around 12.
@@stxrch1ld okay
Ok but that is the sweetest saddest story I've heard this year.
im not reading allat
People that make life more difficult or complicated for people with disabilities are the worst people.
Yeah I've got autism (low side of the spectrum) and so many people are just a holes to me when they find out so ik how that feels lol
They r evil
Abso-fuking-lutely
No, those are the second worst people. P3dos are the actual worst people.
Completely agree
I’ve got loads, but this one is on my brother. As the short, chubby, redhead kid in school, my brother got bullied. BAD. My brother was always told by our parents try to resolve situations calmly, but if all else fails, you know what to do. Now my brother was short and would have groups of bullies hold him down to beat on him and the school would always blame him and punish him saying that the bullies had “bad home lives”. After trying over and over to get the teachers help, my brother decided it was time. Four or five bullies were trying to attack him, but they seemed to forget that he was, indeed, a short redhead… He single handedly kicked their asses and sent them literally RUNNING. He was sent to the office and was terrified that our parents would be mad, but when my mom came in with fire in her eyes, first thing she said was “you are NOT in trouble” and tore into the principal. We’ve had to fight to build his confidence far into adulthood, but that moment certainly helped
I can relate to it. Bullies are actually quite weak when the bullied hit back.
@@col.waltervonschonkopf69 glass cannons
As someone who had a very hot temper when I was younger (4 out of 6 on dad's side of the family are red haired and mine is strawberry), I got teased by a trio of boys who must have thought my upset reactions were the funniest thing. It went on for a while until I went the exact opposite way of your brother. I went ice cold. No reactions. No emotions. Just a dead, cold stare. The teasing stopped. I still don't know if that was because it was no longer fun or because I unnerved them. The cool demeanour stayed with me until around mid teens when I met my best friend. Was a bit hard to always be ice cold to everyone and everything (apart from home and family) when you start interacting with people who are nice. Did get to know though that there were people in my class who were scared of me. 😂I could still rip into someone on the rare occasion if they deserved it though.
Ralphie from A Christmas Story. That bully would have died if Mom hadn't shown up.
respect to your bro
My dad told me this story: Some time in middle or early high school, my dad was outside during recess with his friend and a group of known bullies were harassing this guy I think was named Kevin? The kid was kind of a nerd, kind of a goth, had long hair and never really talked a lot, the prime target for bullies in the 90's. This one real mean guy was hitting him and calling him all sorts of homophobic names, and as my dad and his friend contemplated trying to intervene Kevin yelled; "DON'T YOU F*CKING TOUCH ME!" and put his hands up in a martial-arts style. My dad barely had the time to yell; "Yo he's about to Kung-Foo his ass!" before Kevin's whole body swiveled and he kicked the SHIT out of the main bully guy, totally floored him. Apparently quiet Kevin was an established black belt. An epic story that sounds straight out of a movie lmao.
kevin goated with the sauce ⁉️
Yea, that does sound like something straight out of a Karate Kid plot.
Lmaooooooo Bro I luv stories like these for reeeal. Especially when the supposed "Bully victim" could be the one bullying them! 😂
Brodie said "Dont U DARE FUCcing TOUCH ME!!" *TURNS INTO BRUCE LEE forna min* 🖐️😤🫴
somehow quiet people are more frightening when angry just because of the calm fury they unleash if pissed.
I posted this elsewhere, but "Beware the wrath of a patient man."
Ever seen a dam give way?
"try not to get angry, because in the rare occassions that you do, it is much more effective"
-Domics
In the first story, the part about not swearing is absolutely true. It's also why you should always keep your word: it makes your threats carry just as much weight as your promises.
Nah, I disagree, well, partialy disagree, what he's describing is repression, anger is like a meter in a videogame it rises and you have to make it go down shouting and cursing is one of the most common ways of doing it, if you tell a person who curses or shouts a lot in anger to not do that you have to also tell them to find a different way of coping otherwise you're just telling them to repress their anger and that's not a good thing
Here’s a saying I heard
“When the Nice one gets angry, Even the Devil cowers in fear”
I would rewrite the phrase as "when the nice one gets angry even the devil needs to change his pants *if he wears any*"
I don’t like that saying (it doesn’t rhyme ☹️)
@@Legendary_Fard1247 FairPoint how would you rephrase it so that it actually does rhyme because you piqued my curiosity
@@cartoonkeeper idk lol :P
@@Legendary_Fard1247 understandable
That second kid was definitely dissociating like crazy, as was Leaf. If you push people too far, especially people who normally repress their emotional responses, this sort of thing will happen.
Was looking for this comment.. sad
Exactly.
Yeah, from personal experience people who have to bottle everything up, the higher the threshold of anger means that when it does come out it can come out hard
I work retail and my manager is a pretty calm woman and I’ve only seen her mad once. We were short staffed that night and there was a lot to do. She was calling for one guy on the walkie to see what he was up to and he wasn’t responding. He eventually comes in the back and my manager gets pissed at him asking him where he was. He said he was on his 30 minute break but he was gone for over an hour. My manager told him she was looking for him and he was ignoring her. She said “we don’t have time for that s*** I want you to go home and I don’t want to see you here again.” That guy was fired on the spot and I haven’t seen my manager that mad since.
I had a manager who once tackled a shoplifter just before I arrived for work that morning after having a lot of theft from our RadioShack leading up to that day... But from then on, word got around, don't mess with Hector!
This is justified in a way ur manager is right never ignore ur boss if their looking for u thats just asking to get fired
Friendly reminder that one definition of "meekness" is "great power in restraint".
I wanna know the source, do u still remember where you read it?
And thus the meek inherit the earth.
Dude in the first story gets it. I live in a dysfunctional community; nobody listens to the ones who shout about everything, but people listen when I shout because I'm almost always calm and calculated about stuff.
I basically grew up in a restaurant and saw Karens, Kens and drunk people being & doing all sorts of horrible, mom just taking it, even turning it into a joke to de-escalate. When I was really young, I hated it, I couldn’t understand why she didn’t defend herself. But this one time she just lost it, completely, it’s branded with white-hot iron in my brain forever. Drunk dude was cut off, took offense and started to throw insults, but when he saw it didn’t have the desired effect, he spat on mom, loogie landing right on her boob. I swear it happened in slow-motion, the arching spit, mom’s face starting to turn scary, silence occupying this part of the restaurant, people with mouth agape around... He started to laugh, but mom grabbed the very back of his hair in her fist, stood him up from it, or rather jerked him up so fast his chair fell backwards, and walked him out like a naughty schoolboy! He was in pain, humiliated and teared up while yelling just “Aaaaaaaah”, all they way to the door. He was at least 30cm/foot taller than mom, but he looked like a kitten or puppy, handled from the scruff.. We didn’t see this semi-regular customer ever again. First & last time I saw mom put hands on anyone. Everyone has a limit, everyone - something to keep in mind.
@@karenbertke3149not possible. Not being rude, that's just reality and you can't stop people from using it on certain entitled people. However, I do feel bad for people who have the name Karen and are actually good people because the ones who act entitled get dubbed that name and make all people with the name Karen look bad. Just show your worth and don't let any insults or anything get to you.
Got him "Gone like Gon"😤😤👌
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I have a mama bear story
It was when my mom, my sister, my aunt, and I went to visit my great grandmother in the elderly home. We were in the parking space next to the home, when this man came speeding across it, almost running over my aunt in the process, but he could stop just in time not to hit her. My mom was livid. She went up to the drivers window and screamed at him in a rage I havent seen ever since. The driver was very glad when my mom finally let him drive off.
A bit of a tame story, but the one that always pops into my head for this topic:
I work at a summer camp as a counselor, and the camp is a sleepaway so it has its own functioning kitchen, and kitchen staff. The kitchen staff work there year round, as do I, and there’s a guy in the kitchen who has been there as long as anyone can remember. He started when he was 16 and he’s nearly 50. The friendliest, calmest, nicest, most wholesome guy you will ever meet. Never met one person in my 14 years at this camp say anything bad about him. One random day in fall we have a field trip come to the camp, and they were completely unhinged. Me and my coworkers were trying to create order and run activities for them but they were just shouting and running around and not listening to anyone. Apparently they were like this in school as well according to the teachers. Regardless, it came time for them to eat dinner, as they were staying overnight in cabins, so we are all sitting in the dining hall and the kitchen staff member is trying to ask my boss if he’s ready for the kitchen to bring out the food, but my boss can’t hear him over the screaming and chaos. My boss tries multiple times to tell them over the mic to quiet down, to no avail. Finally, I hear an absolute roar from the front of the room, “BE QUIET!! LISTEN TO (boss)!! HOW DISRESPECTFUL!!” And miraculously, the whole room went completely silent. He looked around, nodded his head, and then as if nothing happened, looked at my boss and asked again if the kitchen can bring out the food. And on my life, those kids were quiet as mice the entire rest of the field trip. Still can’t believe to this day I actually saw him mad, sometimes I think I imagined it until other people verify it actually happened
2:40 I agree with you. There's something so oddly heartwarming about somebody caring about somebody else so much that they'll defend them without a second thought, especially if their actions manage to surprise themself.
"Hell hath no fury like a patient man"
Not a quiet person, but my dad was ALWAYS happy, cracking jokes, just wanted to put a smile on everyones face and get along. One day i was at work with him painting a house when i was about 10. There was a puppy hanging arouns and the electrician punted the poor thing.my dad beat him bloody, didnt snap, lose it. Calmly qalked over, beat him like a drum, and walked back over. All he said to me was "theres no good reason to treat animals like that, especially puppies". I love and miss my dad.
My mother is 88 years old. Never in my life have I heard her raise her voice. When she gets mad, she uses the "mom" voice. Her eyes will narrow and she'll use this very calm low voice to let us know she is not happy, and if you value the skin on your behind, you'd better listen to her. My dad was the one that would yell, but I always wondered what it would take to make her go off. My brothers and I got into trouble on occasion when we were kids, and the "mom" voice was always enough to scare us.
I'm naturally quiet and don't curse a lot, so the few times I've blown up it's had people scared lol. I guess that's the perk of being quiet. Though the one and only time I truly lost my mind was out of fear more than anything (my tiny dog nearly died and I screamed at people like a banshee and almost got my brother arrested)
chad
Im very social and happy type around ppl. As well as calm.
Im a ENFJ
Anyhow, the few times ive exploded at family/friends/ppl...they went silent and looked shocked and scared.
Even my bff told me it looked like i was about to kill someone 😂 It was that day my bff now is even scared to make me mad. Yet i wouldn’t hurt anyone. I just hold back alot of truths until i get fed up with peoples negativity
This. I’m the type of person that when someone is being a jerk, I’m like, “oh they’re having a bad day. It’s fine.” I don’t ever curse, to the point I’ve injured myself and yelled, “Owie!” 😂
But a guy in a wheelchair once threatened to shoot my dog out of nowhere and I told him to “Just try motherf**ker” and everyone with me got scared. Everyone dragged me away because they were scared I’d flip the guy in the wheelchair over. (I had actually considered it so they saved his butt.) Everyone kept quoting me later on, which was really embarrassing, but I was glad they stopped with the worried looks.
@@Achineeeee00 does that still apply if I'm a woman? lol
@@BoxOKittensChad still
Calm people are the most scariest people you will ever meet in your whole life.
I’ve had that happen before. And like leaf in story 6, I was told it was like my expression was empty. My eyes were described as dead, emotionless, and void of anything. I was told by people that they’re glad I don’t get angry often, because I’m scary. It’s such a terrible loss of control in that moment but it really takes a lot of buildup to reach that point. It’s only ever happened to me 3 times in my life and it was all with bullies (not all towards me) who’d been consistently wearing down my patience for months, one even for years before I snapped. Still, since I know this happens, I don’t think I’ll ever take a customer service job.
Didn’t see this but heard this from a classmate. In high school, the orchestra/ guitar teacher was the chillest, nicest and coolest person. Even if you didn’t have him, you knew him. He would get donuts after concerts and assessments for us while listening to the recording to see what we can improve on. It was easy to pass his class. When I was a freshman (2018-2019) we didn’t had a classroom and so we had to use the stage as our classroom, the stage is also where pictures would be taken. Now, this took place the day of our concert and so he spend a lot of time setting up chairs and the sound walls. You would think the people taking the photos would see this and ask if they can move it for their equipment but nope they took everything down and set up their stuff without informing my teacher. Now, he never raises his voice and would tell us to watch our language if we cursed and so when he saw the chairs and sound walls down he yelled at the photo people. I think it was retakes but don’t really know.
When I was 15 I was in the chess club. Someone I befriended there was the stereotype of a nerd. He was bullied for it as well. I mean really bullied. He just took the bullying and carried on as if it didn't happen. He always said that scum wasn't worth the effort.
The year we turned 15, his little sister joined the school and it was quickly discovered they were related. One day we are walking to chess club after lunch and heard her screaming. We turned the corner to find his bully's trying to strip her to r her.
That day he turned from a quiet nerd to a raging hulk. Left 5 guys in the hospital. During the fight, his shirt was torn and damn, this little nerd was jacked.
The school wanted him to be expelled. It took one call to the governess overseeing the school suggesting that the principal supports r and what would the papers think to light a fire under the school. He didn't see any repercussions and it turned out his bully's never bothered him or his sister ever again.
Jesus
story 3 is sweet. My husband is the most chill, respectful, elegant and charming man I have ever met. But I know that if anyone would be a threat to me either verbally or physically, he would knock them TF out. He is super protective of me and hyper vigilant of his surroundings. I feel super safe with him by my side.
“God damnit Shawn” got me dying lol
I was looking for this comment I'm bout to go replay it again 😂
“Was like watching a teddy bear turn into a grizzly bear in 3 minutes”
This….this right here is why you don’t push a calm person too far
I’m crying because why is this guy so wholesome? The part after story eight he just sounded so disappointed or something 😭😭
as one who is described as the "quiet one", I tend to have very quick spikes in my anger/anxiety when it gets too much, usually from stuff that has nothing to do with me... most of the time my outbursts are a means of preventing other people from losing it... I can usually see other outbursts coming from a mile away
despite this and despite the fact that I'm coming up to 25 this year; I have never actually hit anyone in anger before... and tbh, it think it's because I think too hard about the consequences (I overthink literally everything in my life lol) even when said consequences might be non-existent or not worth worrying about
I had a manager, who left not to long ago😢, but his name was Sam. He was so chill, I was an introvert working in a social job and he always made sure I was okay and helped me out when I had an anxiety attack on like my first or second week there. But this one time, I think it was almost six months of working there, a new girl came and she acted like she had been there for YEARS, always seeming to target me the most. But it went on for weeks, my self-esteem and courage that I had gained while I was there had almost gotten worse than before I applied. She told me I did things wrong that I knew I was doing right, called me dumb, poked at my temper (which I'm glad I somehow never lost), and even body-shamed me once. And one night we were all closing the front line, me, Sam, and the other employee. I was doing my own part (just wrapping up some fresh food or whatever), and she told me that it was to be done another way, then proceeded to undo the plastic wrap and redo it a different way. But when Sam came up, he saw that same wrapped food and calmly told me that I shouldn't be done like that, I simply stated that the other employee had redone it and told me to do it that way. That other employee (who was nearby) came running towards me, her eyes looked like she wanted to attack me or something, but Sam stepped in the way, and other than the increasing volume of their yelling, I can't recall anything else, just rushing to the back of the place and sitting in the managers office, having what I think was a panic attack. Later Sam came back to me and asked if I was alright and if I wanted to head home early. Of course I said yes and he offered me to leave through the back door so I wouldn't have to pass the employee again. But I had NEVER seen him get so mad, and after that i only felt sadder when he left, i still don't think I've gained all that self-esteem back yet, it was almost a year ago now.
(Oh and that employee was fired, or they left, but either way, they're not working there anymore. Although she still comes in to get food, and I swear they know my shifts bc they come in almost every time I work, think I've been traumatized by that whole event)
Why did you make it sound like he died lol
“Watch out for the quiet ones”
-Knockout
I am sure there are naturally calm people out there. But personally i am calm because its always the better more productive and smart choice. So when i no longer can keep calm its because my anger is so great my discipline have finally failed. Its like a dam bursting.
I swear when the calm and nice guy breaks it is so terrifying it would devil CHILLS
I remember a friend in high school who was always calm and nice to everyone got pissed because a guy kept getting in his face and poking him. For the whole class, he stayed silent and didnt move. After class let out, he grabbed the guy in the hallway, lifted him over his head, and slammed him head first into the concrete. To this day, I dont know how that guy didn't die instantly. My friend wasnt even a big dude, never worked out or anything. Being angry literally gives you god like strength for like 10 seconds i guess.
A lot of people will put up with a lot of crap directed at them, but if you mess with their family all Hell breaks loose.
Story 2: I have that exact memory of being the kid walking myself to the office after that. I have no idea if it actually happened or if it was just an ADHD daydream that has become a forgotten memory, but now it's got me wondering.
I'm pretty passive at all times. Not like I would let someone take advantage of me passive, more like I just don't think most things are worth arguing about. I have no problem putting someone in their place when it's actually called for. My entire family knows me as the person that you just can not get a rise out of. I was a pretty violent teenager but I chilled way out after joining the army and I've been pretty chilled for the last 14 years or so.
Anyway, I got divorced about 6 years ago. My insane grandma, who is known to have a boiling temper and regularly slaps people in our family, decided that she was in a bad mood and got in my face and started saying some pretty wild things to me about my divorce. I've seen her get in the faces of a lot of my female family members right before she slaps them. I felt my teenage rage that I thought I had gotten rid of start to bubble up to the surface. I didn't even look at her. I stood there towering over her and stared at the wall right next to her and very calmly, loudly, and firmly announced: "I don't know what you think is about to happen, but if you put your hands on me, I will put your old ass straight through that fucking drywall." Not my proudest moment, but all 4 of my aunt's(her daughters) took my side thankfully. She acted so surprised and stunned like I was a monster. My aunts were like "Have you EVER seen anyone get a rise out of him?? Maybe you should examine the way YOU treat people, mom." Also thankfully she took that encounter and the discussions with my aunts seriously and made an effort to change her behavior. She is way more tolerable and even slightly enjoyable to be around now.
So yeah, spent many years laughing things off until I almost smacked the shit out of my grandma one time. Boy, I was gonna do that shit too. She had blown the lock off the demon's cage and it was running free in my head
for me its my boyfriend, he is the most calm and composed guy or person I have ever known, at that time we were having kinda issues with our relationship, miscommunication and all, and his friends kept interrupting him when we were trying to talk, i got so scared when he yelled at them to back tf off💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀
honestly, these are a lot milder than i expected. As a calm person that did snap in the past, i know how explosive things can get.
Calm people are like dogs that don't bark, they just bite.
I learned this about this by experience
Whem i was a kid, i was bullied constantly. I was shy, read fantasy books, had glasses( i still use, and love them), little and fat. I went through 5 schools until graduate and i was bullied in all of them. I experienced it all, verbal abuse, manipulation, ppl fucking with you and calling you crazy and acting like they did nothing to you, having my things stolen,, my notebooks trashed. One day some kids tied my feet and hands with my shoelaces and threatened to beat any one who tried to help me. I'm 29 and i think i will never forget. So i couldn't fight them, i was alone and didn't had the strength to. So i started to thow whole school chairs on them. No matter the moment, if was a teacher on the room or not. If someone verbaly abused me i would stand up and throw the freaking chair on their head. They stoped bullied me. But i went to a new school for High School.
I always have been an introvert. So i tried to keep on my own. This guy found out i had a crush on a friend, but she didn't liked me and we already new bcs in my first high school year another guy told everyone and was basicaly humiliated in front of her. So this other guy use every chance he had to bothering me. So after 6 months, whem the room was empty he comes to tease me and i start to monologue about i couldn't understand why he was such a miserable creature incapable of being good in anything and how pathetic and horrible person he was and how i was fucking tired of his nonsense, the pich was rising as i was talking and his jaw have dropped, he couldn't speak, other studantes saw the whole thing and he felt humiliated. Next day he walks to my chair and say "i'm sorry, i never should be bothering you so much, i will never do it again. And if you need me for something, just say". After that we actually got along.
Last story: Journalism School, thrid year. I went to one of the finest public Colleges of Brazil, here, the federal univeristies are a lot more prestigious tham big part of the private colleges. So, bcs the teachers can't be fired, the can get a little egocentric and disrespectiful, but i always had a good relationship with them, and usualy i talked them to be less hurtful to my colleagues, but this one was new. He doesn't knew me or my relationship with other teatchers. I needed to miss 2 classes bcs my grandmother had died that week and my mom and i lived mostly of her retirement salary. So i was fucked up. And is still called my friends to catch uo on the assignments so the teacher know i didn't went for class bcs i didn't wanted, but because in needed to solve shit. I hold him the assignments and explain about my grandma death. So the guy say "thank you, but i can't take your a assignment bcs if i do it, i will be disrespectful to the other studants efforts to make it on time". I said "WHAT?". Got my fist on his table, put the finger on his nose and screamed "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO DEFINE WHO IS MADE MORE OR LESS EFFORT ON THIS ROOM, YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT ABOUT MYSELF OR ANY OTHER PERSON HERE AND THIS JOB DOESN'T ALLOW YOU TO FUCKING ACT ABOVE US YOUR DEGREE DOEN'T MEAN SHIT IF YOU CAN RESPECT PEOPLE, NOW I'M GOING OUT OF THIS SHIT AND I HOPE I NEVER SE YOU TALK LIKE THIS WITH ME OR ANYONE ON THIS FUCKING BUILDING". He put his face down, everybody got in shock bcs they never sow me yealing, i'm just a really quiet guy and i don't really like violence. I run from anything that may trigger me to think about it. No one ever looked at me the same, and the professor spent the whole semester asking for permission before talking to me, he got horrified and don't even had courage to correct my articles like he did with the rest of my class.
Lose it completely is never cool. We need to avoid it. But hell, if you are a cool, fun, quiet, easy going person, whem you do it, it work damn well. Make sure whem you do, be intentional, bcs if you do it too much, it will lose its effect
I’m a very calm, reserved, and stoic person. But still pleasant and friendly. I don’t think I’ve ever genuinely unleashed my anger out on someone, aside from when I was bullied in 4th grade. I just don’t wanna get angry, it feels…gross.
I'm 5 months late but I get this. Most of the time, I hate being angry. It just doesn't feel great.
Some people just need their shit re-aligned
"There are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man." - Patrick Rothfuss
I believe that fits pretty well with these stories.
I'd was halfway through my first year in high school, and at lunch my friend was being annoyed by a pair of boys (twins) in the year above. I was trying to get them to leave, so was my friend, but they weren't going. Then in walks my friend's older brother, who we will call Steve. For clarity, this guy was a black belt in Muay Thai already, and has ince served in the Marines for (I think) 5 years.
He tells them to move, he wasn't harsh, but there wasn't exactly a 'please' in the phrasing either. Steve was normally super nice, just wanted to get out of school, but he was always relaxed and calm. This was honestly the nastiest I'd ever seen him, not asking but telling someone to move.
They were in the same year, and in the middle of the cafeteria, twin 1 decides to dump a bowl of hot pasta on my friends lap. Twin 2 gets punched hard, breaking his nose, and the entire room stops. Steve says 'you hurt my brother, I hurt yours'. Twin 1 just grabs his brother and runs.
Steve got a month suspension, but so did those twins. The teachers said they couldn't allow either side to think that what happened was ok, but they also added that the instigators would be on probation next year, which made things a little better. I think they punished Steve to avoid a lawsuit.
Thank you for filling it instead of just leaving it quite!! Thank you so much!!
That yelling mom voice was spot on. Fantastic job
The second story of the Dad standing up for his wife reminded me of that episode from Dexter’s Laboratory when Earl slammed the door in mom’s face. That one always got me amped up 😂😂😂. Something about someone standing up for the people they love.
Story 2 is unfortunately the only way to deal with a bully since most teachers/principals do nothing unless they catch the bully red handed. Which bullies tend to look out for so they're hardly ever caught. And they will keep pushing someone till that person snaps and lashes out.
As i was falling asleep last night to your videos i heard you say you were canadian and i was jolted awake as one does when you find another fellow canadian you enjoy. thanks for making videos for me to fall asleep to every night mystery man
i wish I could be like the second kid, he sounds absolutely badass ngl 💀
Part of me wonders if he was neurodivergent and highly masking. Sitting there calculating the consequences of punching a guy. Punch. Then go face the consequences. Feels neurodivergent to me, but I'd love to hear other perspectives.
I've worked as a line cook on and off for 5 years, the chillest dude is usually me but there's definitely times where I've snapped, smashed a bunch of shit, walked off, and came back 5 minutes later like nothing happened. It's better to just get it all out immediately so you can keep doing your job and not have extra work before the end of your night
A story about my daughter, told to me by a teacher. My kid was labeled the good one. Cause she worked hard, listened, and did what she was told. 2 years ago she was in a math class, trying to do the lesson. The class was being loud, talking, ignoring the teacher, and just all around misbehaving. When suddenly my daughter slammed her book down stood up an shouted at the class "Hay you might not give a sh** about your future and are cool with being stupid for the rest of your lives, but I care about MINE so sit down and shut up NOW!' Which was so shocking for the rest of the school year the kids never talked in class again.
As a teen i am a very calm and composed but i used to have anger issues /temper when i was little i would abuse or beat people just because they won games that i was good at or was very disrespectful to some elders as i grew up i realized that being angry and blaming others only hurt them and you it doesn't feel better or makes the situation better , so must of the time when i still do get angry i just make an excuse or stay silent cause i may say something rude but there were times i got angry at my friend for being annoying which she didn't intended to be but i just outbursted and said that she was annoying and told her to shut up infront of my friends , she suddenly got quiet and and her eyes started to fill with tears but she didn't cry , i realized that i can hurt people easily and rather than supressing the emotion you should sometimes take a deep breath and think before we speak
we had a new teacher and that dude was chillest teacher ive ever seen. trust me. he would give assignments, if we didnt complete in time, he wouldnt do anything to us. But one day he had enough bro literally brought stick on our class and while he checked the assignments, bro gave everyone sticks which left us with blue stick marks from that beating. Never have we ever forgotten assignments from that sir ever.
My mum is a very calm person under pressure but on a family vacation to Portland we were five minutes away from are hotel and with traffic and people she finally lost her cool and said I’ve f#cking had it ! we spent the next five minutes to the hotel in total silence 😆
The calmest person I have ever seen. Even in life or death situations he is always calm. we was in class and we have been in the same class for 6 years straight. We wasn’t close friends tho. Then… without even saying a single word. Calm as a falling leaf. He stabbed me with a pencil in my thigh and started to scream in my face.. a couple minutes later after shouting, he became calmer than ever. And acted like nothing happened. He is now my best friend and we found out 2 years ago that he is actually a psychopath.
I remember there was this one time I was chosen to help with the morning grammar routine in my 10th grade English class. I remember the teacher was struggling to get the rest of the class under control since everyone was so loud and rowdy that day. Eventually I got annoyed too since it'd been several minutes and no one was calming down and I just wanted to sit down in my regular seat and not be up front like I was. I was also having a pretty lousy day overall w/ a headache so this wasn't helping. I'm not an introvert by any means but I'm also not the type of person that deliberately speaks over people or say things in a authoritative manner, esp. To my peers. Which is why I surprised both myself and my class when I shouted "HEY!!!!!" above everyone else to get their attention. It worked, and everyone FINALLY shut up and we could finally start the beginning lesson. I think a lot of my peers were really shocked since I was another student, but also because they knew I was normally a pretty patient person. I was just so annoyed that day and feeling lousy and I guess I let my frustration get the better of me that time.
A calm person is a peaceful person most of the time. They have one of the highest level of patience that I have seen throughout my life. For a calm person to lose their shit, you must be quite the childish asshole. A lot of calm people are those who have experience deep, traumatizing or have been through worse in their lives. Sometimes most of them know the consequences and the regrets impatience tend to lead to especially if your judgement becomes clouded. So they tend to take a deep breath and not let their emotions get the better of them so they don't do something they will regret or hurt others with their words. They also tend to enjoy life better. Most calm people are wise people, they can give you tons of advises especially those that underwent harsh pasts. They tend to help others avoid the same or worse case scenarios. Do not ever test a calm and patient person. It not only makes you a loser, but also a childish and immature brat regardless of your age.
there was a saying my grandfather used to say:
"Fear not an evil man, for in reality he is weak without power. But fear the wrath of a once kind and calm spirit"
as someone who tends to bottle up my anger and frustration, i have a multitude of my own stories about this very topic, one of which happened literally like 4 days ago at work. ive lately been trying to find ways to vent out the frustrations when i get them or try to circumvent frustration later on down the road, but its hard when im dealing with people who will never want to change and never stop being frustrating to deal with, and its hard to not feel like a dick when i tell someone to stop instead of just letting them being annoying and irritating.
i really love story 12 (starting at 11:40 )
there's angry, there's pissed, and then there's THAT
That's like Heisenberg
The dad going hulk mode was right in what he did because of that the neighbor disrespected his wife, your friend's mom, and the dad was in protective mode at that moment. Parking in the yellow grid like that would be illegal so yeah the driver and the manager were wrong because the manager should have said something because the car was parked in the restaurant parking lot he managed at and the driver was wrong because he was illegally parked with where he was
Morel of the story: NEVER bully calm people
The calm ones are the most dangerous when angry
Me, senior year in High School. I was in the top 10% of my class in a huge (3,000+ student school), and actually had more than enough credits to graduate after junior year. I had credit for about a year of the core courses for my college already completed, but the AH school would NOT let me graduate because I did not have my last English credit (I had already tested out of two years of college English) and a QUARTER CREDIT for physical education(!) My mom had remarried, new stepfather and I were not getting along, most of my friends had graduated the year before, etc. etc. I was a simmering pressure cooker, and I wanted to be anywhere but there. I took an art class just to not have 6 study halls a day (top it off - closed campus - no leaving school early). The class bully saw me nearly finished with a detailed watercolor on my desk, and he walked past and tipped the water for my brushes over the drawing, ruining it. I was a skinny, bespectacled nerd girl, but I hit him with an uppercut to the jaw so hard he got lifted off his feet and fell backward atop the next row of desks. I gathered my books and headed for the office. No repercussions from the teacher or the bully or his buddies. I think he was ashamed a girl took him out.
Every human is born with a set amount of F's to give... when you run out, *wild* things happen.
Most of the time a distant friend of mine was always calm. She’d listen to conversations she wasn’t interested in, tried not too cuss and didn’t get mad when people basically forgot about her since she was so quiet. One time when she was with her closest friends that she cared for deeply, they always talked over her not giving her time to speak. This happened a lot but now she was not having it. She started talking not stopping. Yet they still werent listening. So she said and I quote “ Okay we get it. You’re both better than me cooler than me more social, smarter, more beautiful or handsome-NOBODY GIVES A FUCK!” After that she outright left. They were stunned into silence. Five minutes after. The bell rung and she had to go back to class. Her friends stayed quiet for once. She told me to respect myself and not blend in the background to much or this’ll happen. My respect for her grew bigger an I will never let her live down one of the only times she actually cussed.
As 'the calm and quiet' person; I haven't seen one lose it, but I've darned well lost it a few times myself. So from that perspectve, I can say that I get annoyed or angry a whole lot more often than people actually tend tosee; I just like to pick my battles, and I like to try and talk things out with that person like adults first. So if you see me lose my temper, then you had best believe that has been bubbling up for a while, and it wasn't just that one incident that set me off. I'm usually a patient person (sometimes even to a fault, lol), but lord help you if choose to test that patience and it finally runs out.
My mom’s not the type to keep calm when she’s being tolerant- she doesn’t put up with antics- rather, she’s calmest when she’s *pissed.* There have been few times I’ve feared leaving my room because there was the noise of one party, then a complete silence after. She’s dealt with a lot of stuff. It was most terrifying when she told me and my siblings to go outside when she was still married to a wifebeater, and there was just this *look* she had. I kept my siblings away from the house as long as possible, understanding that look was usually reserved for my bio father when he was stepping out of line. One she tried to hide. The house was silent the whole time. They divorced shortly after.
I repress my anger a lot for quite some time. Suppressing anger does NOT equate with dealing with your anger, and in time, you will reach a critical point. I hope the people who suppress anger find their way to face and master it without suppressing. It takes time, effort, a constant work in progress, but things will be better. Anger is a part of you so naturally understanding it not just on a theory basis but on a personal experience level is to understand a part of you which makes you a more whole person
Never poke a sleeping bear. Beware of those who are provoked repeatedly and do not react. It is the seething volcano personality. But when they blow, people run and hide. The provoker usually does not provoke again. They should have learned this lesson when they were about 2 years old.
I will try and try to alleviate/change a situation, but the day I come in and am utterly calm and do not say anything is they day I quietly pack my things and do not return.
I was so hoping that manager got more than a stern few words
My story is about myself. I never cuss, and I consider myself to be a extremely calm, level headed person, and the only times I have ever really blown up were when I was a kid, and never in my adult life. I work on a crew building bridges, and everyone knows me and how calm I am. About five years into the job, we were getting ready to leave a job, and everyone but me and the supervisor had already left. We had loaded everything on to the supervisors truck, except one three inch pump. Now, that pump weighs 180lbs empty, and this one still had some water in it. So me and the supervisor decided to load the pump in my truck, because his didn't have room, and as we are about to sit it on the tailgate, my hand slips, and the pump falls several feet, and directly onto my foot. Now, I was already in a bad mood, because I hadn't just had one of those days, I'd had one of those months, where everything seemed like it was out to get me. So anyways, I yelled "FUCK THIS PUMP!" picked it back up by myself, slung it all the way to the front of the truck bed, so hard it dented the front of the bed, I then slamed the tailgate, got in the truck, slammed the door so hard that the door panel fell off, and drove away. I apologized to my supervisor the next day, and I haven't blown up again in the five years since then.
Never assume all calm people are pleasant and saints, plenty are thinking of Malice and thoughts of your demise.
I've got three stories I want to mention here, nothing very special but I like them. I am really quiet most of the time and have a very calm voice a lot of people "love" me for my voice.
(If the stories sounds weird it's abuse all the stuff said was in my native language German. That's also why my english may not be too good)
1. Back in my school days I made the classroom sh*t up once. Just screaming sh*t up already wtf is wrong with you.
2. I had my weekend of work but my boss wanted me to plow two fields. I told him I could work paid overtime on Saturday from 08:00 until 17:00. He said he needed me all day Saturday from 05:00-23:00 and the same on Sunday. I put a lot of pressure on my Voice and said, nah ain't going to happen. Can't describe how my voice was but this put an end to that conversation. Midday on Friday I told him I'm not going to show up any time on Saturday for that and that I knew he couldn't do anything against that.
3. We were hanging out in town with like 10 people and one Buddy had to go home. He didn't want to go alone so he asked around if anyone would go with him, no one wanted to. He asked for 10 straight.
I looked into his eyes and again calm but very serious I said. Bro you have a serious problem with not being able to take no for an answer. This is very annoying and should maybe just damn leave already. I just said bye and left after that. And later called me and said sorry for that. He has changed now.
Don't underestimate anyone....
I'm a calm person who's lost it a few times.
Its that I can tolerate a lot of things but only up to a certain point, after which there's no toleration at all (for anything).
What did you do?
I'm a calm person, I can say we are not calm at all. Yes, we talk less and make it appear we are good, but sometimes we just don't express our anger, sadness or other kind of emotions. So we end to explode with just a minimum thing that hit us in a bad and stressful moment.
Speaking for myself, one of this moment I was in secondary school and a friend of mine had sat on my chair, the place I always used to sit on. He wouldn't get out and he and the rest of my friends were laughing because how bad I was getting from only a chair. I just raged, punched his face and almost broke his nose.
One time, I saw the most polite & generous person knock out someone who was much taller & heavier than they were. They were being bullied around by groups of people for being too kind, I guess those people got what they wanted.
3:44 excuse me? nearly missed the dish kid? So he did hit the dish kid? Damn poor dish kid😢
The calm ones are the most tolerant, I know from experience. I can get annoyed, and I will eventually get mad, but it takes a bit.
I remember losing it on a few kids behind me in class who constantly disrupted the class goofed off disrespected the most wonderful teacher multiple times and they also kept snapping my bra straps and stuff I got ticked off after a few weeks of this now mind u I had a lot of years of hurt anger and sadness that kept spilling over but i snapped at them saying shut the fk up some of us are here to actually learn and for once in your lives open the book to the page ur asked pay attention and if not shut up sit there and be quiet I then proceeded to turn around to a stunned and shocked teacher and the rest of the class just staring at me I said I apologize sir I just cannot pay attention with my fave class with these kids constantly doing wat they do please continue ur lecture
I have the exact opposite of this. I'm usually kinda loud and usually vocal about what annoys me, not so much anger. but when I DO get genuinely angry, I go damn near silent. I don't raise my voice, no overreactions, nothing. Even my own parents are afraid of me when I get that irate since it takes a lot to get to that point.
Me. I barely lost my temper back in the day, but in my last education, you would get around 80 euros a month from the government to do whatever with. I somehow got it in my head that if I failed this education, I would have to give all that money back to the government, RIGHT then and there, and I no longer had that money, cause I used it before I got that idea in my head. So I had a MASSIVE fear of getting bad grades.
I also was quite a quiet person with good grades and confidence when it counted.
One of the lessons we had to do for a certain class, was act out certain scenes and record it. The groups we were in were random. One girl in my group REFUSED to be filmed, she did NOT want to be on camera, at all. I thought that if we didn’t do what we needed to do, we were all gonna get a bad grade. I first tried to gently coax her, saying she had no choice, she kept refusing, and then I got mad.
This is a side of me no classmate of mine had seen yet, the most I would have done was give a rowdy student a glare from the back, after all. I grabbed the doorhandle while saying, LOUDLY “FINE! I will go to the teacher right now to have you removed from this group cause I WILL NOT let YOU be the reason of why I’ll get a bad grade!” and I swung the door open and marched out.
The teacher was already there and I called her over as the other people in the group tried to follow me, but the teacher was there sooner.
She got to talking with the student in a quiet corner of the hallway while I sat there in the classroom with a pissed off expression.
We managed to come to a compromise, she agreed to be filmed from the back only, which worked just fine cause she had a massive head of curls which hid her face perfectly fine from the sides, and that that footage would only go to the teacher and nowhere else.
All went fine in the end, jeesh.
i'm someone who doesnt really get angry because i usually end up getting lost behind the reasons of why people are the way they are. like one of my friends has this habit that whenever you try to help her (in the most calm way possible) she thinks your criticising her and lashes out at you, now i do set boundaries and tell her that i will not tolerate any disrespect but i don't really get mad at her cause her behaviour makes me think she must be criticised at every small thing she did as a child that when you try to help her with things as an adult her mind subconsciously thinks you're criticising her. so because i undertsand her reasons her actions dont make me angry (not saying they are justified), what however, really does get on my nerves (i dont react aggressively to it either but can FEEL the rage burning through my body) is people who are impolite for no particular reason. or don't thank/say "please" to helping services such as waiters, or house help, etc. like where are your manners?
nah cause bro turned himself in on the second one 💀
I have only ever gotten angry once, I almost severely injured someone, thankfully an adult stopped me. Never again have I lost it, I will rather die than get angry. Injured meaning almost killed someone, sure something happened to me but now reflecting on it, it didn’t require such anger outburst, especially since this was when I was 12. Please be respectful of other humans, don’t hurt each other over petty things.
Im definitely a calm but talkative friendly jokester. Its when i got absolutely silent and cold that people feel my energy from 3 rooms over and everyone knows to stay far away.
My dad is now a days the calm quiet type. ive only seen him get angry a couple times since i was 12 (im now in my 20s). when i came home sobbing saying the school wouldnt let my service dog in, ive never seen a spark so FURIOUS in that mans eyes in my ENTIER life, and he had reeeally bad anger issues when i was younger (never hurt anyone but yelling was often a normalcy in my house)
6:50 Him saying: „Feels Bad. Man!“ My Brain: „Feels Batman!“😂😂😂
(Not my story but my uncle’s story that my dad told me) my uncle was bullied for a full year, he didn’t really care and he knew how to fight but didn’t want to (it was when he was still in school as a kid I think?) but one day his friend got bullied by the kids that bullied my uncle, the friend was in a wheelchair, he couldn’t walk, but when my uncle saw this, he beat the crap out of the bullies, that they got hospitalised and he told the teachers and principal, so they never saw them at school again, the bullies also never dared to touch anyone my uncle knew
I am the calm person who lost it. It was my senior year of high school and I was my choir/band teacher’s go to student for important things. One day he left early because his son, my good friend, was having a rough day. But it was just one of those days apparently because I also did not want to be there that day. So when it was time for choir class I was in charge. We were working on a song that we had had for about a month and there was one part that people were just not getting right. Then to top it off, the kids were just being uncooperative and not paying attention. I should also add that I was in the school’s musical which was happening at the same time, so I was stressed more than normal. It reached a point about twenty-five minutes into class where I just lost it and walked out of the room. I didn’t go back the rest of class. I think the most messed up part was that not only did the substitute not try to help control them, she didn’t care about the fact I left the room and didn’t come back. But everyone knew they messed up because the next day, everyone had an ill feeling about them when they looked at me.
She said "SINGLE FILE!" haha yes mama!!!❤
I love how we’re talking about calm people and the gunfire is raging in the video behind the text
Well you can't expect anyone to take you seriously when you're always angry.