Getting in trouble.

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Yep, I know what you mean. You have something to look forward to, though.... I have found that as I get older, people think of older people as being sages----and, if they DO get upset, they express it better because they think an older person will "teach" them, or whatever. That doesn't ALWAYS happen----but, if they were taught any manners, AT ALL, when they were growing-up, they respect their elders.

I got in trouble often as a kid so I thought I was a bad kid. It was mostly due to behavior. I used to turn it into a game to see how long I can go without getting into trouble and it would always excite me to see another kid in trouble because it wasn't me with that punishment. But there were some kids who got into more trouble than me so I always felt like a good one when I was around them.

I guess it's unacceptable to re gift items. I think I had read it somewhere online.

I did get my mom into trouble once when I was ten because I had always lacked what people call a filter. I didn't know when to keep my mouth shut so one time my mom was talking to one of our neighbors at my school during the school carnival. I saw them together so I went up to her and asked "Mom, why are you talking to her, I thought you didn't like her?" and the neighbor's eyes go wide and my mom goes "I'm sorry, I don't know where she got that from" and I said "You told dad you don't like her so why are you talking to her?" and my mom tells her "I never told him that" and the neighbor walks away anyway. I had alienated our family on the block by them because we were the only ones who wouldn't get invited to her parties when she and her husband would throw one and invite all the neighbors. I never got in trouble by my mom for it because she knew then I didn't have a filter. I have gotten better at it now and know when to keep my mouth shut and when I can open it.

As for my mom not liking our neighbor, it turned out to be a misunderstanding because I had overheard her talking to my dad saying "I am not like them" and I thought she said "I don't like them." All I heard was "Not" and "like them" so I strung them together and figured out she said "I don't like them" when she didn't say that because of my language delay. So my mom had to give me a lesson about whatever I hear in our house must not be repeated out of the home.

As a young person I was in trouble a hell of a lot. My trouble was that I used to enjoy antagonising people, I got some kind of kick out of seeing people getting really angry.

These days, getting shouted at about 20 times on a daily basis just comes with the territory (I'm a cold caller). I suppose it's just within me to push people until they go absolutely sick at me.

I think I'm like one of those leopards who just can't change its spots.

But at least I get paid for getting shouted at.