An act deserving of applause.

I’m an actor. When I want to be. Like today. I was pissed. But not overly so. But pretended to be more pissed than I was. For effect. I was on the telephone. With a service representative. And I wasn’t getting complete satisfaction. Maybe even a run-around. That annoyed me. To the point of becoming mildly pissed. But I acted royally pissed. And that was an act. Because I got outside myself. I was keenly observing my performance. Watching myself act.  Oh, to act pissed, one has to live the part. And be pissed to some degree. I was still very much in control of myself. Anyway, it seemed to work. And afterward, I went out for a four-mile walk. To simmer down. To relax. And knowing that I had accomplished what I wanted to accomplish. I gave myself rousing applause. And thought about coming out for repeated  bows. But I didn't. I'm too modest. –Jim Broede