After a high school jazz band concert, I was angry. It was irritating to have my amplifier squealing and then shorting out. Someone I knew from another class congratulated me and told me how much she'd enjoyed the concert.
"Thank you, but I didn't," I said. "It's so irritating when the amplifier feeds back, and then it goes out, and then I have to play louder, and still, no one can hear me," I started ranting. To her credit, when I finished my rant, she responded, "Have a nice weekend."
I never ranted to that degree after a concert again. In fact, if I were in that situation today, I'd like to think I would just respond, "Thank you," and leave it at that.
