# Against verbal aggression: Chew it well and slowly.

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It was a gray-walled office with its fluorescent lights buzzing like a swarm of wasps. Clara already sat, as she did every morning, in front of her computer with a steaming cup of coffee as her only ally. On the other side of her desk separated by a fragile wall or partition of a partition that didn't make much of a barrier there was Donald. He was not a bright man, with his blond hair and cheap suit, his presence filled the space like a toxic gas, slow, suffocating and unavoidable.
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Donald, he did not greet, he entered with his heavy steps running over everything that came his way; once seated at his desk he furiously pounded the keys of his computer, unloading on that poor instrument years and years of frustration. His comments were poisoned darts thrown without looking at whom, like a western gunslinger every time he spoke he would shoot all over the place. The situation would get out of control when he spoke on the phone, woe betide anyone who dared to call him during office hours; he would raise his voice as if he were giving a big political rally, he would place his phone in front like a microphone and gesticulate with his hands making strong gestures. Sarcasm and hurtful language were his main characteristic.
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Clara was a person who avoided confrontation, she had learned since she was a child the importance of being flexible like a reed: but Donald had had it up to her neck, everything she tried, such as ignoring him, being kind, being firm, going along with him, nothing worked. Now all she had to do was implement a new technique she had seen on social networks: chew him up slowly.That technique metaphorically consisted of trying to slowly chew on every expression every sentence Donald said.He knew that this could not continue, so he decided to put it into practice because his work was the most important thing. Every day very early in the morning he would say to himself: I must slowly chew Donald's every expression, I am not going to get indigestion from his phrases so that he can spend the day smiling and happy.
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En Español
# Contra la agresión verbal: Masticarlo bien y lentamente
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Era una oficina de paredes grises con sus luces fluorescentes que zumbaban como un enjambre de avispas. Clara ya sentaba, como cada mañana, al frente de su computadora con una taza de café humeante como único aliado. Al otro lado de su escritorio separado por una frágil pared o tabique de una división que no alcanzaba a hacer una gran barrera allí estaba Donald. Él no era un hombre brillante, con su pelo rubio y su traje barato, su presencia llenaba el espacio como un gas tóxico, lento, asfixiante e inevitable.
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Donald, no saludaba, entraba con sus pasos pesados atropellando todo lo que se le atravesara; una vez sentado en su escritorio golpeaba con furia las teclas de su ordenador, descargando en ese pobre instrumento años y años de frustración. Sus comentarios eran dardos envenenados lanzados sin mirar a quién, como un pistolero del oeste cada vez que hablaba disparaba por todas partes. La situación se salía de control cuando hablaba por teléfono, pobre de aquel que osara llamarlo en horas de oficina; elevaba la voz como que si estuviera dando un gran mitin político, colocaba su teléfono al frente como un micrófono y gesticulaba con sus manos haciendo fuerte a gestos. El sarcasmo y el lenguaje hiriente eran su principal característica.
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Clara era una persona que evitaba la confrontación había aprendido desde niña la importancia de ser flexible como el junco: pero ya Donald la tenía hasta la coronilla todo lo que intentaba como ignorarlo, ser amable, ser firme, seguirle la corriente nada funcionaba. Ahora solo le quedaba implementar una nueva técnica que había visto en las redes sociales: Masticarlo lentamente. Esa técnica metafóricamente consistía en tratar de masticar lentamente cada expresión cada frase que decía Donald. Sabía que esto no podía continuar, así que decidió ponerla en práctica porque su trabajo era lo más importante. Cada día muy temprano se decía: Debo masticar lentamente cada expresión de Donald, no me voy a indigestar con sus frases para que él pase el día sonriente y feliz.
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