Life’s Little Irritants No. 24

applauseI sometimes wonder if I should measure my happiness index by the number of my LLI posts. Just 24 in twelve years might suggest that with an average of two a year, I must generally be content with my lot.

The truth, of course, is that there are lots of things in life that irritate me and that number increases the older I get.

Posting about them would only embarrass me by demonstrating my growing intolerance and testiness, but sometimes I can’t help myself and have to give in to my inner grouch.

And the thing that irritates me at the moment is self-congratulatory applause. You see it on quiz shows: a contestant gets an answer correct and they applaud themselves. Another on a talent show gets a good review from a judge and they put their hands together. Why?

Whatever happened to modest acceptance of appreciation for a job well done? When we did school plays etc when we were young, it was understood that it was the audience’s job to give a round of applause at the end of the performance, even if it was only in relief that the thing was over,  and ours to murmur a thank you in their direction, take a bow and get off before the acknowledgment petered out.

And if called upon to answer a question in class, we most definitely were not expected to whoop and holler ourselves hoarse on the off chance that we got it right.

So when did all this self-congratulation begin and, more importantly, where will it all end? At this rate we will have newscaster high-fiving it at the end of each bulletin and the weathermen people running round the studio pulling their shirts over their heads for a forecast well-done.

Of course, we’ll have to make an exception for politicians for whom unwarranted complacency and self-satisfaction is part of the job description.

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2 comments… Add yours
  • rhymeswithplague 9th April 2016

    I have no idea what you mean by “LLI posts” – please explain! Or am I missing something obvious? Also, 24 in 12 sounds to me like it might shake out to two a month, but you said two a year, so again I have no idea what you are referring to.

    I remember that my mother never applauded when I performed at n a play or at a piano recital. She left that to others as she didn’t want to appear overly proud to those around her. She wouldn’t understand today’s parents at all, loud, obnoxious, and armed with the latest video equipment.

    • Shooting Parrots 9th April 2016

      Well LLI stands for Life’s Little Irritants which clearly isn’t as clear as I thought it might be. You have me on the 24 in 12 though – that should be 24 in 12 years, so two a year.

      I’m not sure if my mother ever applauded my dramatic efforts, although I rather suspect that she did, if only to encourage everyone else!


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