it must be me
Lately I swear I am talking to someone and when they open their mouths and speak I hear a foreign language or at least a language I do not fully grasp. It is called bullsh*t. I am surrounded by bullsh*tters. I swear. Now I won’t sit here and point fingers b/c you all know who you are and I am not shy so I have probably, very recently, notified you of your complete bullsh*tness and therefore it is not needed. But honestly, I have no idea how people become brown. I have tried, but alas I am destined to be filled with sarcasm. It is my only defense. It is my only way of slightly communicating with the outside world when I just cannot comprehend why. Yes, just why. And as my mother so fittingly said, “WHY GOD? WHY ME?” And then I laughed at her, until she laughed with me.
January 26, 2008 at 9:27 am
lol It sounds like you work in my school district – they are all so political it is disgusting.
I have had to learn to bite my tongue a lot. I think I have been doing quite well. Until, you know, I lose a friend cause they ask me something and I actually tell them what I think, rather than what they want to hear. Oh well for them.
January 27, 2008 at 8:17 pm
invite me over i’m fluent in the language of bullshit i’ve been dealing with it for so long