Saturday, August 17, 2013

bolshie

I've been a bit bolshie of late. Maybe it's a sign I'm approaching 40 (in a couple of years that is ...). I'm not taking shit, I'm not suffering fools and I kinda want things to run my way.

I'm not always this assertive, I've examined my conscious and I'm okay with having a period of self-ism - different to selfishness I think.

My yoga teacher tried to change the class times in a way which wouldn't suit me (and a lot of other participants turns out), but I was the one who got vocal in class and on email, until she changed the times back and asked in class, with a bit of an edge, if I was 'happy now?'
Yes thanks.

Socially I had a bit of a disagreement with someone I've known for years, there were others in the room who backed me so I'm confident I was in the right, but I was a little taken aback by my vehemence. I don't think I'll be seeing as much of him in the future.
That's okay.

At the supermarket the other day the cashier didn't ring through a bit of cheese, putting it straight into my shopping bag. I realised she wouldn't be held accountable for it and the only person who'd run a loss was (insert name of fat cat who owns supermarket chain to which I've paid thousands over the years), so I said nothing, paid for the rest of the items and left.
Don't mind if I do.

We no longer have a lift club to school and although there are other parents wanting to get involved with sharing the driving I've been hesitant about making an arrangement.
I don't feel like being dependent on someone else's time frame. Rushing to meet them or waiting when they're late. I quite feel like being late myself without having to apologise. Even it means more driving.
Am I mad?

It's a busy time. My days are full to the brim. I think my bolshie-ness comes from a place of wanting, needing, to make things as easy and pleasant for myself as possible (free cheese is pleasant right?). I don't want to do that to anyone else's detriment of course (he can afford to lose some cheese), but I'm prepared to get a little shirty to have things my way.
I don't think this is necessarily a bad thing.
Sometimes.

4 comments:

Laoch of Chicago said...

Bolshie? So you've been feeling like a radical socialist Bolshevik? :-)

Molly said...

Yup. Kinda.
We've always used it in our family to refer to states just like the one I'm currently in.
From Wikipedia: The term "Bolshie" later became a slang term for anyone who was rebellious, aggressive or truculent.

Laoch of Chicago said...

I know the feeling. I've been pining for my truculent days.

julochka said...

I too got images of sturdy Stalinist women in my head, but I quite like the term. I haven't been bolshie of late, due mostly to living a hermit-like existence, but I am a fan of it. I say rock on, girl.