To all the bullies who get away with their actions, there will come a day that others will get the last laugh. I know in high school I got bullied a lot. Now some of the same people who constantly bullied others are parents themselves. Some watch their kids get bullied, and others defend their kids in the principal’s office. I had a friend of mine a couple of years ago tell me that some of the same “mean girls” are now parents and have finally learned how it feels to have others make you feel no bigger than an ant tall.
Many situations vary in our lives. We may watch as others who have always had to be seen as right begin to show their true colors. They are so busy throwing innuendos out about other people that they don’t take the time to recognize their faults. Instead, they make it sound like everyone else has the problems, leading a righteous life. Our actions know us. They define the types of people we are and the influence we have on each other. When people force themselves to confront their faults, they begin to recognize their part in specific roles. I’ve had to do that a lot lately. It’s not a fun feeling, but it’s a necessary one to grow. When you find others around you are so busy blaming everyone else, you can’t be surprised when reality bites them and you in the butt. The only thing constantly posting on social media does is make others recognize you have nothing better to do with your time than to make others look bad.
It’s my shortcomings that have given others a good laugh. The most challenging issue for me was learning to accept my role in mistakes. Once I did that, I found I could grow from those incidents. I must confess, when someone has made me feel inferior, I’ve gotten a certain satisfaction from seeing them fall on their face. I shouldn’t feel that way, but some people pushed me to that point. I don’t intentionally wish bad things on people, and it depended on what happened that made me feel a sense of relief. If someone died, my heart dropped. I don’t wish anyone to be hurt physically or killed. Still, if it was something to where a person found themselves in trouble professionally after sabotaging others, there was a specific relief that washed over my psyche.
I know that I said this in another blog, but my ex-husband got remarried to the woman that could be my doppelganger. The irony is that in the pictures he posted on Facebook, the only one that looked happy about the wedding ceremony was their daughter. He and his new wife looked like they were about to throw up. In a way, I felt like I got the last laugh with that relationship because it didn’t matter what anyone else thought. I was happy that he moved on, and if he isn’t happy, that’s on him. Someone recently asked me why I talk so much about what’s happened in my life. The truth? Maybe talking about things will help others relate.
Work is another place that I have to admit it’s nice when a customer who has been a grade-A jerk gets a lesson in humility. I have a customer who likes to show he is powerful. He has taken issues up with the corporate office and tried to belittle my assistant and me so many times it isn’t funny. One day he decided to go off on me in front of another customer. That particular customer owns about six businesses in the area, and I have an excellent rapport with him because I had worked with him to ensure he got the units he needed when he needed them. As the customer of mine listened to the other man’s tirade, he inquired where he worked. The man told him, and he struck up a conversation with him. Unbeknownst to me, the customer with multiple businesses not only stood up for me but made sure that the customer who berated me lost business. When I found out about this, I didn’t want anyone to think I put him up to it, but I must secretly confess that I wanted to high-five the customer who went to bat for the rest of the staff and me.
Over the years, I’ve learned that treating each other with kindness goes a long way. You don’t have to like someone or dislike them to feel vindicated when they get lessons in humility. Sometimes the knowledge that you aren’t the only one who falters is enough to give you a sense of relief.
When I go to the stores, and I see so many people being rude to others or cut others off in the parking lot, I can’t help but wonder if they will have the same actions done to them or worse. Then I realize it isn’t about getting the last laugh in. Life is about so much more than laughing when others get their due. It’s about rolling with life’s curveballs and becoming the best that you can be. It’s not about celebrating other’s downfalls because even with those celebrations, karma can and does bite us in the butt. It’s about helping each other when we need help most. It’s about accepting each other for who we are and not who we want them to be. Most importantly, we learn kindness goes further in the long run. In the short run, if you are too nice, people use and abuse you.
Find the balance and take in the time you need for yourself. Don’t worry about getting the last laugh on those who probably deserve your laughter. Instead, concentrate on the things most important to you and keep moving forward. You never know what you will achieve. Who knows? You might put some of the bullies to shame with your actions. Have a great weekend, everyone.