I've got a busy today, what with my recital this evening. I have to move all my stuff from the historic building to the venue; keyboard, stand, stool, scores, period costume, and all on foot. Then I have to arrange the seating in the hall. I'll reserve some seats at the back for any aspies, so they don't have to feel uncomfortable about sitting down in a crowd, and can get up whenever they want and without disturbing people. I'm going to play through my programme at least a few times; one or two of the pieces are still quite terrifying to play, and I'm not altogether happy with them.
My day got off to a strange start, as they not too unfrequently do. I pay for a parking space in the flats where I live, so that anyone who visits me will have somewhere secure to park. There has been a history of other residents parking there without my knowledge and without my permission. All they had to do was ask, and I wouldn't have minded. This morning I saw one of the main culprits, appearing to be driving out of my parking space. She is a nurse from a part of the world where people are generally (in my experience) volatile, and believing that the world owes them something. I had every intention of allowing her to use the space, but felt obliged to point out that I was paying for it. She hit the roof and turned very nasty, ranting and raving etc. I burst out laughing, and told her there's nothing like a display of good manners to start the day. She was so angry that her car cut out, which made me laugh even more. I was laughing both at her antics, and at the fact that I'd changed my mind about letting her use the space. Aggression just doesn't work with me.
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