Temper, Temper
It always seems to me that people get mad over the stupidest things, and then I go and get mad over something that other people would find bizarre. So it seems that anger, like laughter, is relative.
What are the really idiosyncratic things you get angry about? For some reason I get mad if I get a spot on my tie or dress shirt, but I wouldn’t really care about a scratch on the car.
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