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Caution: Blog Rant.
Stranger with no manners: "You know, you really should work on your name."
My overly polite brain: "Well maybe you should go work on your face, and then go screw yourself because you'll be prettier."
Jesus! Why does everyone think everyone else wants to hear their lips jabber about? Just because you manage to manifest a congruent thought, that does not mean you have to move your lips in praise of it.
I'm probably being a little harsh, actually scratch that, I am being harsh. But for good reason, as most deserve it. Not to be insulted or harassed, but rather to serve as nice eye opener, most effectively delivered graphically or in a disturbing way, (and if this comes a cross as too aggressive, well then you're just too sensitive).
Now don't get me wrong, I say stupid shit all the time and in case you were wondering, this is not just about words or opinions, this is about knowing when someone cares or not.
Like for example, I care when you block the store entrance with your 4 lane wide stroller and all I can see is one brat knocking shit over and making it quite impossible not to stare and judge. You really need that coffee with a name containing three languages to take your kid to the library? You also know that as opposed to all the nice back streets in this neighbor hood, you decided to take your precious on the busiest, overcrowded, taxi-swimming most polluted street in a five mile range for a stroll. Good work there super mom, try really thinking about you kid sometime. I didn't want to walk out of the coffee shop with an opinion on child rearing or birth control, but know because you didn't seem to care to control your quite large and overbearing orbital of a world from ramming into mine.
I also care when, while I wait for my stress-free two train and one bus ride home from work, you sir care not to notice that I have been waiting on the platform since long before you arrived. I know it's hard to wrap your head around it, but just because we are not at the bank, an amusement park or somewhere that serves food of the fast variety, it is possible to form a line, without little poles blocking your ability to move in a straight line. It easy to see why it's a hard habit to break, as I'm often drawn in a straight, unyielding path when I see something that I just can't wait for, like a seat on the train, as you did by decided that when you entered the station. But you know what, you're going to a goddamn Red Sox game you drunk fuck! Where you will happen to be sitting for four hours straight, so maybe my day wasn't all that bad. But the last straw is soon to be broken when I truly won't care about ever being courteous to any single person in this city, and I will never be bothered about being polite ever again.
And, I most certainly care, when I am working on a when I'm working on a piece for the magazine. A piece that takes me out of my comfort zone, which is best described as very enclosed and lined with pillows. I need to find everyday people and ask a simple question. You then in turn, write your answer, where I then collect it and incorporate it into a word on the street opinion piece. So, I've already asked you for one opinion that you weren't going to give anyway to anyone. Lucky you that I care to ask right? Well luckily me that you care to give your opinion on other things as well. Especially things that are none of your business, things that took me and my partner a lot of thought and effort, things that I didn't ask you about, like the name of out magazine (which by the way can not be changed at this point anyway). You might have known this if you'd care to ask about something worth while, but instead you decided to tell me what you care about, about my project.
Next time, think before you start drooling over your self for your original thought, and think if I actually care to listen, think and respond to your asshole talking. Yes your opinion came from your asshole. So now I'll take my own advice and shut up because why should you care much about what I think...? and well anyway, I got other things to care about.
So, more about why we picked the name next time.
- Adam