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On selfish people, volume 2
I remember hearing someone say that “impatience is a virtue”. I don’t remember if they were joking or if they just didn’t recall the proverb correctly. But I know I’m not virtuous and I know I am very impatient. Maybe intolerant is another good word. Whatever word it is, I am just sick of trying to please people at work. I feel like so many people, maybe because they don’t know who I am, take things for granted and expect that if they ask for something, it’s the only thing I will spend all day doing because I don’t have anything else to do. Well they are wrong. I’m trying to accomplish a lot but every time I try to sit down to do something I get interrupted by someone thinking that their requirement is a lot more important than anyone elses’. When am I going to stop trying to help other people and help myself? It’s like when they tell you on the plane, you must put your oxygen mask on first before helping others. Apparently they don’t teach that to you in corporate drone school. It’s more like, “make sure everyone else caters to your needs before they do their own stuff because otherwise they will get ahead of you, and your goal is to get ahead of everyone else.” I wish people would grow up and realize that there is more to life than just “getting ahead at work.” Maybe you could be the most “ahead” person at work but you could still be a jackass in the real world. And that’s really what matters in the “final judgement”, right?
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I’m starting to think that people get all worked up about stereotypes because they are true. I mean if they are so ridiculous that they are not true, why would people waste their time and energy trying to get rid of them…what’s the harm in them if they aren’t true? Then it would just be a big inside joke with that group of people. But sometimes I look into the stereotypes and I realize that sometimes they have an ounce of truth. It’s like when you look to get a dog and they tell you that a certain behavior is “characteristic of the breed”. If we can do that with dogs, why is it not ok to do that with people?
I really don’t think there is such a person who is not racist or discriminatory to some degree. Although, maybe it’s not about being racist, maybe it’s about being socially and culturally aware.
I was just thinking that if we didn’t have stereotypes and we didn’t make distinctions between different groups of people, then we wouldn’t have any cultural diversity or identity. It’s funny how people who are different make a big deal about being different and they want to maintain their differences but they also want to be fully assimilated into the general society and treated equally and like everyone else. But then as soon as you do that, they lose their specialness. The fact that they are different is no longer important and people start to wonder what their true identity is. You can’t have it both ways. Either accept the fact that everyone is different and embrace those differences, or accept the fact that eventually everyone will end up as some sort of “mutt” and no one will have any real racial or cultural identity and all those dreams about equality for all will finally be realized. Or not. People always find something to complain about other people about. I know I do.
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Bullyism, it’s alive and well
There’s nothing that drives me more insane than bullyism. Yes, I’ve been a victim of it. I remember in first grade I was teased viciously by older kids for some stupid reason or another. I remember running off to hide somewhere, crying, being afraid of people taller than me, trying to find a safe place amongst a sea of strangers. And today, 20-something odd years later, it’s all the same shit.
I’m so tired of people who think they are better than everyone else. They think their way is the only way. They think everyone else has to listen to them and to follow their example. I equate it to the way the US deals with foreign relations. The US doesn’t really show a good example yet they believe that they do and they push their values onto other countries. Well maybe other countries don’t value the same things as US people do. I mean, the US can’t even control their own people and there is so much hatred and racism and discrimination in this damn country that it’s surprising that it wants to take on the same sorts of conflicts in the rest of the world.
I also think it’s funny how people try to prove you a point by sending you a link to someone’s blog. “See? suckyourbutt.blog.com agrees with me, so I must be right!” What the hell is wrong with people?????
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It annoys the hell out of me when people try to act smart when they’re clearly not. They do all this research, they figure out all these things, they ask millions of people stuff, and then they want to “report to you” to tell you all their findings. I really DON’T CARE. If you found something, DO IT. Don’t fucking tell me all the stuff you did to find out all this information that I probably already knew, just DO THE DAMN WORK. I hate it when people say, “you did this THIS way…..WHY? why didn’t you do it THAT way?” What the hell am I supposed to do, justify myself? If you think it’s better, then DO it your way. I don’t have to justify why I did or why I didn’t do something, if your way is obviously better, the only way to know is to DO IT. People nowadays talk too much and do too little. I’m so fucking sick of people who have no substance and no ability and can only talk about how great they are but can’t prove it.
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Mini-Saga #3
Bad things happen in slow motion. The rock bounced up high several times before it hit the car, and she saw it plainly through the windshield, face to face, as if it were coming by to say hello. And then the sound of the impact against the glass terrified her and she gasped.
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To whom it may concern…
To that asshole who is always emailing me and inferring in cryptic ways that I’m not doing my job, F— off. How would you react if I did that to you? Would you assume responsibility and say, “Yes, I’m not doing my job, I should be fired” or would you make false excuses for yourself? You seem like the person who would blame everyone else in the world except yourself for your own shortcomings. Maybe you were never listened to as a kid, maybe your mom never asked you if you wanted to stop being breast fed. Maybe at 12 years old your stomach would growl in class all day because you couldn’t eat a normal lunch since you were waiting to go home and suckle because that’s how it was up until you had to leave home to go to “college”. And I’m not saying even a 4 year state school or a 2 year community college, I’m talking about one of those “colleges” you see commercials for on tv during the day, except they don’t call them colleges, they call them “Learning Institutes”. I doubt they teach insulting other people at these institutes, you probably learned that as the only way you could tell yourself that you weren’t really the loser that you are, that all these other normal people in the world aren’t really awesome and great, they are stupid and lazy and insignificant, and only you’d know that they were because that’s what you really are but you’re just saying that to them to make them smaller. Get over it.
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Mini-Saga #2
(By the way, I’m doing these as part of some exercise that I read about in that all-knowing book “A Whole New Mind”…get your copy…TODAY! 50-word stories.)
Her heart was pounding. Why did she feel so nervous? It’s not like she hadn’t killed before. She paused and remembered that day, when she had left him to die in the blazing sun, dessicating under the plastic dome that became his fateful resting spot. She removed the ceiling tile and continued to set the glue trap squarely against the wall.
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Mini-Saga #1
She knew that if she said anything, she would be giving up everything she believed in, everything she stood for. So she remained quiet. It was tough going through an entire day without uttering a single word. Then finally at 5 o’clock, same as always, he got up and headed toward the door. “Bye…” he muttered. “See ya,” she answered.
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Why are people so selfish?
It irks me when people obviously only think of themselves. You see it everywhere in the world. If people would only take two minutes and think about what it’s like from another person’s point of view, then maybe we’d stop having pointless wars and idiots wasting time.
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Mumus and corporate costumes
When I got married, I didn’t specify a dress code. Maybe I should have, because then my “wedding coordinator” wouldn’t have shown up in a mumu and birkenstocks. Ok, so she broke her foot, fine. But a mumu? Honestly.
I hate dressing up. I hate it when I have to wear a specific outfit to go someplace, like work. Unless I’m working a job or doing something that requires me to be in a special uniform, like if I’m working my clown gig or I’m doing my shifts at the gas station, does it really require me to dress up like an office drone when I go to the office? It’s not like people will be confused whether I work there or not and ask me to bring them a bottle of ketchup. Some people just have jobs where they don’t have a costume. Although I suppose the weenie suit and khakis could be considered the corporate costume, in which case they should have specified explicitly in the work contract that I am obligated to wear said costume and by not wearing said costume would result in said termination. And then after reading that I would probably have decided, “Ok, fine, I’ll do this job and wear this costume, but I won’t be happy!” or I would have said, “I don’t want to be forced to wear a costume everyday! Screw you, I’ll go back home and live with my parents!”
I’m still not convinced that I should have specified a dress code for my wedding, mumu or no mumu. The point of those things is for people to get together and celebrate some momentous occasion, not to have that pre-Prom stress-out about finding something to wear and making sure that no one else is wearing the same dress, and also having to ask your date to go rent a stupid tux because it’s not like he goes to these things all the time and some people just don’t own tuxes, goddammit! Unless I’m getting some sort of Nobel Prize or an Oscar or something, I don’t think I should be asked to dress in a particular level of dressiness to anywhere, even to church or the White House. Maybe if it’s like Princess Di’s wedding, then yeah of course I’ll dress up. But she’s dead, so oh well.
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