All it takes is someone swearing at me to make me happy

Today, as I was exiting the movie theater( where we had just watch the new James Bond thriller Quantum of Solace, and the pay phone was randomly ringing. No one was picking it up, so on an impulse I decided to answer.

“Uhm Hello?”
“@#$() have you been @&@$#(* you @*@#(* !(@* !(@!*)!#)!&!*^!*&^~#@(“
“Actually, there is no one else around, I’m not who you think- “
“!@*! *!@*!@*#! *!&@”
“I’m sorry, but you called a pay phone and I just picked it up and “
“!*!&#* you !*!*# do You want to die? 1(#!* 181##(#*”
“Hmm , no thanks”
“!#&^$ !&!*& You I’m Gona !*!#(*#! Kill you #!(*#&!”
“Oh ok, Well, Love you bye!”

After this conversation I felt really good. It took a while to figure out why, because I had just been called some very interesting profanities and had my life threatend by a random stranger. Here’s my reasons:

1. I stepped out of my usual shell and did something spontaneous to pick up a random payphone
2. I wasn’t the intended recipient of the call, which make me happy that I have a cell phone and don’t have to wait to pick up a payphone to be verbally abused- I can be called directly
3. I wasn’t phased or intimidated by his threats or profanity.

I’m not sure about where his life is headed, but I feel far more positive now about mine, and I think I’ll make it a habit to answer random payphone calls in the future.