Sooo last night Matt and I headed to dinner and let's just say that it didn't end well.
I should have realized that my cranky mood (thank you heartburn & fatigue) and already hungry status on the drive there were going to be the recipe for disaster...but I didn't and now you can read all about it LOL!
This isn't a post to bash the restaurant we went to and I want to say that first and foremost before I go any further...sometimes stuff just happens...and it's up to us how we handle it.
Well, we proceeded to head to the restaurant and as we arrived, I noticed that it was really busy. Already hungry at that point, I was so grateful when we were immediately sat down at a table..that's when things started to go south...
First, I was informed that the soup I regularly get there (and have checked multiple times about the gluten free status) was, in fact, actually not gluten free. Cue my blood beginning to boil....and a mini rant to Matt about how people just don't care and they don't realize how damaging this is for people...and on and on I ranted...
Quickly reaching hangry status, 20 minutes in Matt finally gets his glass of wine and I notice that our server is asking the help of everyone around him to figure out how to put our soup into the system....cue patience deteriorating to nothing....
Matt takes one look at his hangry, pregnant wife, and asks the waiter politely for our soup....we are reassured that it is coming soon...not the case.
At this point, I feel like I'm either going to pass out, be sick, or that the heartburn is going to just burn a hole straight through my throat....and I am not happy. 10 minutes later we finally receive our soup and I devour it without speaking a word....I think it took me around 30 seconds to eat it because I was so hungry.
The waiter then proceeds to talk to another waiter about entering our actual food order (which we gave with the soup) into the system. Cue another rant from me about why the heck he waited to enter our freaking order. Matt tries to calm me down and says "well often they like to give you time to enjoy your meal and wait to input the order"...to which I tartly retort "I wouldn't have given him the order at the beginning if I wanted to wait!"
Matt is now finished with his wine and my hunger has barely been touched....and unfortunately, Matt starts to reach hangry status too....
Finally after an hour and 30 minutes of waiting for our food, here it comes....and loe and behold...my order is totally wrong. At this point, I'm so beyond angry, frustrated, and hormonal that I don't know whether to just laugh at this ridiculousness or cry. I eventually decide to just eat the rich, spicy, food that they made for me instead of waiting for them to cook the meal I actually ordered and I brace myself for the upswing in the heartburn that is sure to come.
The waiter has apologized profusely multiple times but at this point, my inner bitch is out and prancing around with her stilettos on. You could feel my anger and pissed off energy radiating off me. I will say that I was nothing but polite...but you could tell I was like a firecracker of anger ready to explode....not my finest moment.
I barely eat my food because I've decided the extra pain isn't worth it and we proceed to wait for the bill. Another ten minutes later we finally have the bill and another 10 minutes after that, we can get the heck out of there.
I remember thinking to myself, Megan you are supposed to be a high-vibe example to others...but unfortunately, I was too far gone into my own judgment, anger and ego.
Well, I paid the price for my actions...we came home to find that our 8 month old goldendoodle Rosie had proceeded to chew through and destroy my most expensive pair of boots and another pair that I wear daily....Karma definitely showed me who is boss (and quickly) last night.
Today, as I reflect on this, I think about our judgment...while I'm not proud of the way I acted, I also can see that the idea that "high-vibe" coaches/healers/mentors/etc. need to be perfect all the time is actually quite damaging and untrue.
Every person has their moments....and what matters is how we learn from them going forward.
- Megan V.