Top Two Or Three Reasons that People Piss Me Off Sometimes

I love people… most of the time.

1.I hate being spoken to like a customer, instead of a person.

Whenever you walk into a store or something, and buy a drink… The clerk says “hihowareyou.” and winces at the effort of being taken from his lamedream. Throw a five cent piece at his face to try to wake him up out of his mind numbing trance.

People get locked into these drudgery states and start to see people like cogs in a machine or something. They forget to make eye-contact. You just hear a mechanical mumbling instead of a conversation. You try to ask them how they are enthusiastically, to rouse them… they jump back about three feet.

Talking to you throw their persona. Not only is it fucking boring but it demeans us both.

I think everyone has had a schoolteacher at some stage who speaks to you “like a child” instead of like a person. That shit is homoerotic, homogenous, probably homeopathic… It’s gay.

“Oh look at that painting, oh, isn’t that nice little Suzy.” Not only are you stupid for doing it, but you sound stupid too. Like a child needs your stupid little baby voice because they can’t understand your withered 40 year old intellect – they need you to put them in their place. Fuck that.

2.Assuming that what you’re doing is reactive, rather than proactive.

“You broke up with your girlfriend? Afraid of commitment, ey?”

“You’re quitting your job? Can’t hack it any more, huh?”

“The doctor? Why, what’s wrong with you?”

What’s wrong with me is that you’re an idiot.

Look, it’s called being proactive. I know in your life you’ve never considered any of your life decisions, just been forced into it by your circumstances, and you assume everyone else lives the same way. Blindly knee-jerking your way into old-age, retirement, and premature death. Your whole life nothing but a big bag of reactions, unconscious pre-programmed responses… fagosexual responses at that.

Well, I don’t live my life like that. I’m Howard Roark (The Fountainhead) in this motherfucker.

As for the afraid of commitment thing, that’s the old stereotype, isn’t it? I’ve never met a guy in my life who broke up with a girl because he was afraid of commitment. Well, burn this into your retinas, Kurt Robinson isn’t afraid of any woman except yo mama, cos she’s still mad that I gave her the clap.
I do things because they’re worth doing, because I have good reasons to do them. Not because I’m being forced or manipulated into doing them. Shit’s for fags bro.

3. … … Hm… I guess it was only two reasons.

Upon further consideration… yeah, it was.

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Comments (3)

 

  1. luke says:

    stay away from my mother

  2. lilly says:

    i got told by this hungarian i met a couple of weeks ago that we have to “just be friends” because he’s not looking for commitment. It was so funny i almost died.

  3. luke says:

    more like u almost died because he totally pwned you

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