… that most all of my friends
know that if we’re in a crowd of people and I say, “since we’re being funny,”
it’s time to take me out of the room.
… that people have forgotten
that oldest of Commandments ‘Know thy lane and stayeth in it.”
… that I am the friend you
can cancel on at the last minute? Is it because I wasn’t going anyway?
… that sometimes I tell
people “I hope the rest of your day is as pleasant as you are” and watch their
face while they try to figure out if it was a compliment or not.
… that every so often I head
up to IKEA to see if they can help me assemble the fucking will to live.
… that no one realzies that
calling someone a dildo is a perfectly acceptable insult; you could call them a
dick, but they aren’t real enough.
… that even I know I should
be ashamed of my attitude; to be clear, I’m not, but I should be.
… that people need to learn
if they press their bottom lip to their top lip, they can actually shut the fuck
up; go on, try it, I’ll wait.
… that no one sees that introverts don’t get
FOMO; we get FOBI … fear of being included.
… that people don’t realize I
am an anti-stalker. I’m learning someone’s routine so I can avoid them.
… that no one gets that I
will cook rice one grain at a time before I worry about someone not talking to
me. |