"They don't call you Switchblade for nothin'!"

I am trying very hard to be nice. I'm not a naturally intentionally mean person; feisty, yes.

I find that I get annoyed at Terry (Dorkhead) because I just get frustrated at having to explain and fix the same small things over and over. And I get frustrated that something so logical and obvious to me isn't obvious at all to others. But it is really best that he ask me, I decided today, because otherwise he would spend unnecessary time freaking out and messing things up further. Which would only lead to me being more stressed out as now everything would need more work to fix.
(He needed one of my papers so I told him to make a copy and bring me back the original. About fifteen minutes later he came back into my office and was rambling on about "...then I pushed 8.5x11 and selected the 1 then pushed assistance, which told me nothing, then I pushed..." I smiled, stood up, and walked into the office with the copier. I closed the lid, pushed reset, and sent my paper through the top feed, and pushed Start. He asked why I pushed suchandsuch buttons. I explained that I didn't, and that I merely autoreset all that he had done. :) Then I smiled and walked back to my desk.)

My father tells me I am like a man in that I prefer logic to emotion. Illogical thinking annoys me. That got me into a lot of arguments with my mother--she is an emotional thinker. I prefer to see exactly how and why things work out. I like when things make sense.
I don't know if it was my high school debate experience (and by experience I mean going to the tournaments and listening to others speak; as I was way too shy to do much actual speaking) that made my brain work this way, or what.

It doesn't apply to all areas, however. I will always pick the cooler of two things, even if the other is more practical. The cuteness always wins. Case in point: I own one pair of tennis shoes. I own over 30 pairs of heels & sandals.

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Jayar: "Do you have a razorblade?"
Susannah: "No."
Jayar: "You don't keep them in your back pocket?"
Susannah: "Not today, apparently."
Jayar: "Do you have a pocketknife?"
Susannah: "Usually."
Jayar: "You don't, then?"
Susannah: "No."
Jayar: "Come on, they don't call you Switchblade for nothin'!"