Wednesdays at Home With Linda: 'electrical glitch'

“I am very uncomfortable with my personality today. Berating myself, in fact, frequently, for being an impatient, unreasonable woman. Episodes such as happened yesterday, regarding a firm I had to deal with, are infrequent, but unacceptable. It all started when I was made to wait in a waiting area for an hour. Needless to say, I gave the service manager a lecture on the firm’s shortcomings in a very superior manner, well aware there could not be a reply without exacerbating the situation; the manager sensibly let me have my say then we moved to bill paying. That is when the ‘worm turned’ and my punishment started – the infernal machine stopped working and presented a blank screen, no matter what buttons were pushed. Red faced now the manager hurriedly got me, now silent, out of the door after extracting a promise to pay the account via internet. Well aware I had caused the electrical glitch with my silly actions, I was starting to feel ashamed, but not enough to prevent the drive home being full of me giving wonderful lectures on the efficient running of a business to . . . guess who? In spite of my eloquence, by the time I got home I was struggling to maintain true martyrdom. Then my punishment got worse. The man, unaware of my embarrassment or cause, insisted I return to pay the account on Mastercard – seemingly it made bookkeeping sense. Obviously, I was destined to face my error full on to achieve complete balance. (Sigh.) It is often VERY difficult being human; what seems necessary one moment is not the next, let alone being without the freedom to exercise one’s ability to give free reign to frustrations that, admittedly, did not emanate from the firm I ‘blew’ up. A low profile is best for the next few days, necessary anyway because one tooth on my partial plate fell out and needs regluing, also it’s the weekend. To cement my embarrassment my spirit team are smiling sympathetically, I smile back, ruefully. The environment we are living in is full of such traps and it would take a saint to negotiate them efficiently. As to the eftpos machine, it will have made a full recovery once I had removed myself. It’s not the first-time machinery has packed up in my presence; I remember being in deep thought whilst in a supermarket about the cost of something I had just bought at a market down the road. The seller had dropped the price of the object I bought and I was now realising it was below what it must have cost her to make that piece of jewellery. I was contemplating the scenario and my ‘play’ in it when approaching the check-out. Immediately five cash registers shut down causing havoc for a few minutes until order was restored (when I exited the store after paying cash). As if I needed encouragement for my next action! I retraced my tracks to the woman who sold me the piece of jewellery and gave her a large note. She looked relieved, well, we both looked relieved and each apologised to each other – balance was achieved, and felt. She had no idea why I was apologising; she had kept dropping the price as I made up my mind whether to buy or not, I had not asked for a lower price. She wanted to please me – totally unnecessary as the price was an unimportant part of the transaction for me. But I had left with an uncomfortable feeling, a sign of imbalance, hence the supermarket pondering. As for non-opening self-opening doors. On occasions I have stood in front of a stubborn one waving my hands and walking backwards and forwards to no avail, until an amused male wants to enter the building too. It is always an amused male. Oh, no, there was that sympathetic woman who said to me, “Happens to me sometimes.” Supermarkets and Malls are not balanced environments. Of course, it is not unusual for people to affect electrical currents – has been noted by many, including the inventor. But it can be useful, i.e., to program the glitch to happen as an alert to something not right within one’s home, by using manifestation techniques (same as ‘thinking’ a car park space). My etheric helpers (The Fellahs) tell me it will be a better week next week. Furry person has noted my ‘eating-humble-pie’ mood and is trying for a change of menu. “Not a chance Jessie, it’s ‘beefy morsels’ (label on tin) or mouse.” She ate ‘beefy morsels’ – she had noted another mood switch.” Linda

Artwork: Rachel Wright (textile art)