I'm so glad that as I get older, things that would have made me crazy, angry, depressed, bitter, hopeless, and extremely frustrated are instead recieved with mild amusement. Not feigned (did I spell that right?) amusement, but genuine. A wry smile, a shake of the head, and perhaps a "whew!" under my breath. I was so afraid I would grow up to be a bitter shell of a man when I was younger, if anything I've grown out of one.