control freaks

I'm perfectly willing to admit that I can be a bit controlling. A bit. When I think I know how to do something, I think everyone should naturally do it my way. Who doesn't? But fortunately, I don't think I'm the best at everything, nor do I have answers to every question or solutions to every problem. And very unfortunately, I'm more and more often becoming surrounded by people whose level of control-freak-ness rivals that of Stalin. Or Hitler.

I'm finding it exceedingly difficult to hold my tongue. How can I not say something when blatant lies and/or misinformation are spewing forth out of the mouth gaping back at me? When the justification just won't stop coming, even when my coat is on, bag over one shoulder, hand is on the knob and foot our the door. When there's a conspiracy around every corner, but no amount of factual evidence or detailed explanation can convince the person they might be wrong. Or when the "answers" to the problem actually have nothing to do with the actual problem.

Fighting back with passive aggressive notes aren't my style. I prefer to directly tackle the problem (or rant about it on my blog). But what to do when I've addressed the problem(s) directly, and still nothing comes of it? My approach thus far has been that of peacemaker, but my tolerance for peace is waning. I'm starting to realize that you can't rationalize with people like this. You also can't change their minds.

I should just be in charge.