I was at the gym this afternoon when a brief commotion broke out - and I can’t stop thinking about it. For many reasons.
I must have missed the first few seconds of it - but what I caught was this.
Guy A took some equipment Guy B was using. Guy A probably asked to use it and some miscommunication took place. Guy B says something, Guy A throws equipment toward Guy B.
Guy B gets pissed and starts yelling at Guy A, saying things like, “Don’t disrespect this equipment, don’t disrespect me…” A little over the top - but his use of “Sir” a number of times clearly put him in some sort of soldier mode.
This caught Guy A a little off guard, and he quickly backed off and the situation was resolved - after Guy B said aggressively, “I was in Iraq - serving this country!” There seemed to be no acceptable comeback to that.
More on that later.
After Guy A leaves, Guy B is clearly annoyed, disheveled, unnerved, etc. by the episode. He circled his equipment a few times, clearly agitated. Then quickly and decisively, as if something clicked in his head, got down on one knee and said a quick prayer. He then popped back up, clearly in a right frame of mind and continued on with his workout.
It was impressive to watch Guy B struggle with his anger and whatever other emotions were toying with him at the time. I don’t know what clicked in his head to make him stop, say the prayer, and move on - but I couldn’t take my eyes off the guy.
And now I can’t stop thinking about it.
For starters, there is a great lesson here. When you find yourself agitated or unnerved in someway - stop and take a minute. Clear your head. Remember who are are and who you want to be.
I can only imagine what Guy B said in that prayer - perhaps it was something like, “God, give me the strength to be a peaceful man” or “God, give me the strength to control my anger.” Whatever it was it worked. And when he rose, he was a changed man.
I often find myself letting anger and emotions get the best of me. Next time that happens, I’m going to remember Guy B - and take a moment. Because I don’t want to be that guy, and neither does he.
Secondly, I really hate calling this person Guy B. I really wanted to go up to him and 1) thank him for his service to this county and 2) ask him how he was able to check himself and what he prayed for.
I really didn’t want Guy A to think I was thanking Guy B for standing up to him - because both were in the wrong. Don’t need a huge, hulking man I see at the gym all the time pissed at me!
In retrospect, that is something I should never worry about. If you are behaving in a way that supports what you stand for, then no one’s anger should ever bother you. I’m still trying to figure that out, but getting there.
I guess what bothered me as well, was Guy B’s playing of the “Iraq” card.
I’ll never understand what it must be like, coming back from an environment like that, then carrying on like the rest of us.
I can see how he would want to be respected and how he must be conflicted with emotions I’ll never be close to.
Hopefully Guy B will in the gym again when I’m there (this was the firs time I has seen him.)
If that’s the case, I’ll introduce myself, thank him for his service, and ask him if he needs anything - because I sense there is some need in him.
I’ll keep you posted.