July 1, 2012

  • Tonight, I am dealing with the silly challenge of having had an idiotic clash with an young idiot - over an issue that they were shrill, incompetent and well, idiotic about - no question - and now that she has had a change of heart she is trying to make out that my  reaction to cope and plan with her meltdown is somehow nasty... the actual details are unnecessary to write, because you may well die of boredom, or at the least, fall into a coma of boredom. Always a risk. 

    I don't know why I bother even interacting with idiots. Why? Of course I am right - in pretty much any topic we clash about. I can unbiased say that this is fact, seriously. So surely, I shouldn't care. Why do I care. What is the irritating human need, however small, to know that you are right? Especially when there is no way on earth that the idiot is ever going to even murmur about ones rightness. Fuck. Fuck. See, I have been working on my potty mouth, and am allowing an idiotic teenager and her idiocy to spawn a blog entry. So wrong, on so many levels. 

    Also silly is how I managed to drink two bottles of champagne between midday and 6pm. Not at a party - whilst doing stable chores. You know, as you do. The good news is, I'm only drinking on weekends. Ha. That doesn't sound defensive at all. 

    (my baby with his dad tonight. I miss. him. )

Comments (3)

  • Hmmm. I might need details, but my general reaction to this is, "As the world's populations is made up of a large percentage of idiots, you cannot help but engage with some of them sooner or later."

    I don't know whether to be terribly concerned or absolutely impressed that you drink champagne while doing manual labour. Yesterday it was our first anniversary and we declined to open a bottle of very expensive bubbly (set aside for that event) because we might not be able to finish it between us... Now I feel quite lame. heh.
    x.g.

  • t@underused - 
    Oh, I must have been toasting your Year One! And woah... what has happened to how fast the years sweep by.
    did you KNOWWWWWWWWWWw that we have known each other for almost 7 years? Really.

  • Interacting with idiots is such a sadly unavoidable part of life... I don't doubt for a second that you are right about pretty much everything - but I understand how frustrating it is to be met with stubborn, emotional inflexibility and see how no matter how right you are, the other person won't let go. I think it's natural to want to be right, or at the very least to not want to be (wrongly) perceived or portrayed as unreasonable at the hands of someone else's one-sided (and idiotic) perspective. Or something. At any rate, I know you're right, and that must count for a little bit of something...

    h.

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