After my post of Mystical Tours 3 (a week ago Monday), a couple of people were surprised to find that I confronted my supervisor about lying to me. Thank you for bringing this up, because it gave me the opportunity to share the video below.
I must preface this by saying, that I do not think I handled the situation with my supervisor or coworkers very maturely. In my defense, I was only nineteen-years-old. I have learned to pick my battles in later years, and to handle them more tactfully. In other words, I still confront when I feel it’s necessary, but less aggressively. In my memoirs and (upcoming) fiction, this is what I write about … human beings with flaws, living, learning, laughing and growing.
Having said that, I mentioned in my comments that not only do I have Italian DNA in my blood, but growing up, I was trained in the art of arguing. The video below shows how early the training begins to confront and argue, using our own brand of sign language. We Italians call it a conversation.
For you nonItalians, don’t expect to understand what you’ll see here. This is just a 53-second example of the training process.