I wrote this in February:
Sometimes I can't tolerate my wife's family. Her mother came in the other day, and came upstairs. Eventually I went downstairs and felt a chilling breeze as I got halfway down. What a surprise: the front door was wide open. It's fuckin' winter! It's like, what are you, three years old? You're not even conscious of yourself or what you do? All your focus is on what's on the forefront of your mind? You just see something and grab it like an infant? It's this attitude that nothing exists but what they are interested in, right at that moment. Once they pass through that door, why even think about closing it any more? Can't see it any more, might as well not even be there! It's like an infant or a spider monkey with little greedy grabby hands.
We decided to get lunch from Subway, and her dad was the one picking it up. I ordered a soup. "What size?" asks my wife, on the phone with him. "Large." Large is like three and a half times the size of a small. Turns out the Subway he went to, only has small-sized soups. So he just got me a small, instead of thinking, "Gee, he wanted a large, and did NOT want a small; he clearly wanted to eat more than just a small one, so I ought to get two."
Some people are the exact same way, with conversations. You start to tell them something, and they interrupt and start telling you some anecdote that just popped into their head. They're showing you that they really didn't care what you were saying. Their desire was to tell you what THEY wanted to say, as soon as it popped into their head.
Lack of common courtesy. It's so unsophisticated and low class. It's as if people like that are one step above animals. No impulse control, no thought of what will happen next. I can't stand to be around them.
Monday, April 25, 2005
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4 comments:
Wow, look at how angry you are.
What you fail to realize is the difference between me and them. I don't want to be this way but can't help it. I want to change but can't. They can but don't care to!
Get it?
One's lack of control. The other is lack of caring.
I'm not angry at all, it's just so pathetic. You say you don't have control but that is a lie you tell yourself. You CHOOSE not to control yourself. If your wife were standing over your shoulder you could find control in a New York second. We all have weaknesses but how we deal with them shows our true character and integrity. You seem very intelligent...I'm sorry for you that you cannot seem to make the right choices! SAD.
I still say you're quite angry. Or quite emotional, one way or another. Look at your first response:
"You are one with the problem not them!!!"
Anyway what is your point? You're here to tell me what a pathetic person I am to you? How nice.
Hear ya - loud and clear
I suck - in your world.
Noted.
Now go back to your job at Texas National Bank instead of reading my porn blog at work, my judgemental friend.
Look Man, I'm sorry if I'm coming across judgmental. I guess I wanted you to see things from another perspective. I tend to be somewhat brash at times. I'm not good at sugar-coating anything. I realize you aren't happy with what you're doing...that comes across loud and clear. Again, sorry for being so harsh.
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