God's Remedy for a Pet Peeve

Everyone has a pet peeve. In fact, people usually have more than one. A pet peeve causes irrational anger and unnecessary annoyance. You may hate when a drive-thru window attendant forgets to put napkins in your bag. You may start to burn when your business associate likes to chew on pen caps. You may get cranky when the driver in front of you is going five miles under the speed limit. I know I have many pet peeves. I can stay calm and make the others think I am handling myself in a pet peeve situation. But, I have found myself often grumbling and complaining to myself. I have been making a list of my pet peeves and asking God to cure me of them. Christians are suppose to be gentle, meek, and loving. Pet peeves can turn the sweetest person into a monster if left unchecked. My most potent pet peeve is ditsy girls. You know the type. They laugh when nothing is funny, use the word "like" after every sentence, and have no common sense. I avoid people with this character flaw. Not only do I avoid them I demean them as a person. This is wrong. I have been asking God to deal strongly with this specific pet peeve. HE DID TODAY!! I was at one of the businesses that I clean during the week. I was running out of areas to clean and the break room hadn't been cleaned yet. There were two ladies in there eating. I decided to clean around them. One of the ladies was reading a magazine and discussing new fashion trends. I found the conversation stimulating so I decided to add some comments. Here is some of the conversation.

Lady: One thing I hate about today's fashion is skulls. Everything has skulls on it.
Tamara: Skulls? What are those. (I know what skulls are. They are the bone structure of the head. But, I was air headed at that moment. I thought she was using some fashion lingo that I hadn't heard of yet. Lingo words such as pleated skirt or boot leg jeans. So for some reason I was completely oblivious)
Lady: You know skulls. (she tried to explain what a skull was but didn't have a word to describe it)
Tamara: (I was beginning to feel stupid. These two ladies were looking at me like I was nuts for not knowing what a skull was. I tried to come up with the answer fast) Oh you mean like the bird. (There is no bird that sounds like skull. There is a squall that happens at sea. Again not a bird, but I might have thought of a sea gull.)
Lady One and Two: LOL
Lady Two: (putting her hand by her head and pointing) No, a skull!
Tamara: Oh yes! A skull. Yeah, those are scary on t-shirts. (Silence for a few moments) Wow, you must think I am a major ditz.
Lady Two: I was laughing to myself.

So God cured me of my distaste for the air head by turning me in to one.