That should also include “And That Person Knowing They Have To Actually Do It, Or At Least Pretend Like They’re Going To In Your Face.”
Yes, we’re talking about power here. I have so little of it (some, in fact, may argue I have none) that when I do get to exercise that little bit… it feels great.
If you’ve ever had this feeling, you can easily imagine how it is that people go totally power crazy and wind up becoming dictators or supervillians (or, both… MUAHAHAHA)
Or, to put another way, it’s how I’d imagine people feel when they force strangers to do degrading, borderline homophobic shit in order to pay money to be their friends. Or, fraternity pledging*.
Point is, it all boils down to having a little bit of sway. It can be something as simple as, “Hey, do you mind taking care of this” because the actual “to do” isn’t the fun part, it’s the “telling someone what” that really is great. It’s knowing that you don’t have to worry if you’re putting someone out by asking, it’s knowing that you’re the one who they have to help.
Polar Opposite of this Feeling?: When you think you’re dealing with someone that has to listen to you and you find out that’s not the case. You just got taken down at least one peg, most likely two or three.
*Sorry, unnecessary, unprovoked potshot.
scott spinelli 