Finally got to smell
a bottle of Clary Sage. Smells close to Vetivert to me and nothing like the lemony scent I smell in Edge Heat.
Granted, the sales literature here spells it "clearisage," but I think it's suppose to be the same thing. A web
search on "clearisage," only brings up links to the Love Scent site.
I'm beginning to think that heavy none
products and myself just don't mix. Or WAGG, SOE and Chikara are just easier to use. I used about four dabs of Heat
and three sprays of Chikara this morning, the third spray of Chikara on my finger, to spread behind my ears over
where I dapped Heat. Edge alone just makes me too apprehensive.
I then went to Sears to have my car's
battery checked. I soon felt impatient, a little about the wait, but more so due to the disorganization of the line
at the counter. After being told I was next by the woman behind the counter, then only to be pushed aside after she
finished with the person ahead of me to deal with soemone waiting to pick up their car, I loudly voiced my opinion
on the organization of the line. Finally getting to talk to a counter person, when I described my car's problem, he
told me that I probably needed a new alternator. I said that I didn't care, I wanted the battery checked (turned
out I was right, I needed a new one). Then I once again got disgusted when I gave my first and last names and he
looked in the database and read off my dad's and brother's names instead. I repeated that my first name is
Thomas.
All the while I'm thinking that I'm getting more upset than necessary. I mellowed out a bit after
that.
I must say though, I did seem to receive a bit of respect from others I encountered today. (Fear?)
Interesting that I was touched twice while out, thought not by my target group. Once was by the man behind me who
was pointing out that I was next in line and tapped me on the shoulder. The other was a little girl as she left the
restaurant where I was having lunch. She touched all the tables as she walked by, but touched me instead of the
table when she passed me.
I did get a nice smile from a woman in her 20s who held the door for me as we
entered the Post Office. I still think Edge had potential, but I have enough trouble with impatience with others to
begin with. I don't like how Edge seems to amplify my impatience and/or anxiety whenever I wear it.
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