Please Don’t…

Please don't slam the door

Please don’t slam the door

Recently I had occasion to demonstrate something that annoys me to one of the hooligans. I took the opportunity because I realized she had absolutely no idea how a particular action on her part was irksome, to say the least.

It was such a little thing, really. The cabinet in the bathroom where she stores her make-up and toiletries backs up to my bedroom. What she never realized was how loud it sounded when she shut the cabinet door.

The other day I was in my room putting something away and she grabbed her blow dryer out of the cabinet followed by the usual loud thump of the door. And I thought, “Ah, time for a little demonstration.” I called her into my room, asked her to stand there for a second, went into her bathroom cabinet and closed the door. I came back into the bedroom and the look on her face was quite priceless. I believe she even made a comment about the fact she had no idea of how loud it sounded.

Here’s my point.

My hooligan is brilliant, beautiful but she is no mind reader. Before I let her hear what it sounded like, from my perspective, she didn’t have a clue. I knew this because she is one of the most thoughtful people I know .

Since our little life lesson I have not heard that door slam once.

I’ve thought about how often I have expected someone to know something and suppose he or she will modify the behavior accordingly.

Kind of silly, isn’t it?

Am I alone here?

Are there things that others do that irritate you but you’ve never asked them to stop? Perhaps gum snapping, knuckle cracking or leaving a wet towel on the floor. Or, yikes, let’s take a look in the mirror and see if we might have a habit or two that bug those around us.

Come back tomorrow. I promise I’ll try not to pick on us.

Thank you for reading!




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