This Small Space

I stopped taking my "manic" medicine because I thought I had more control over my environment these days. Though I have noticeably "gone off" on short emotional bursts, it is not the sort that could probably get me beaten up or lose my job (unlike in the past). A big test actually came just a few moments ago, when one of our regular crazy customers came in with her even more crazy boyfriend. The boyfriend basically starts shouting obscenities inside the small internet cafe where I work, and I just let it all bounce off me hoping they will get tired and just leave. Unfortunately, I did not realize that the customers were not as undersanding of crazy people like myself, and they got upset over all the shouting (I can't blame them). Eventually, the crazy couple left (to haunt me another day) and when the normal people tried to get on my case for "not doing anything", it didn't bother me at all. When I go home this will all not matter, and hopefully we get to live another day.