Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Bad Days

I would like to talk a bit about bad days and how I sometimes feel. And by talk about I mean rant on like a homeless person at the bus stop who tries to convince you that the bus is really an alien space ship and you shouldn't get on it unless you want to be abducted and probed, which really wouldn't deter a lot of the people I know from getting on the bus so I think that this post might be entertaining.

I have a lot of bad days. Some days suck more than others. The worse a day gets the more the little things get to me and it ends up flat spinning out of control and I want to eject but I don't want to end up like Goose from Top Gun cause that is a really shitty way to die.

So anyway when a day like this starts I try to correct for the bad things to prevent a flat spin and the choice of eating a whole package of Oreos or cracking my head open on the canopy of an F-14 fighter. These attempts usually fail and often times make things worse. For example, lets say a friend of mine has hurt my feelings, which is incredibly hard to do. I will then try to let them know that I am hurt. This leads to them getting defensive and an argument over who is the bigger douche bag (usually measured in milliliters), which makes my day worse.

OK let's say a friend doesn't invite me to hang out and they have invited a bunch of other people to hang out. I have a few responses to this that I feel would be appropriate:

1. Express how I am hurt I am left out because I consider us to be good friends and like spending time with them.

2. Ask them how they would feel if I did the same thing to them to try to give them perspective on the type of pain they have caused me.

3. Call them a dirty whore who I hope dies of AIDS while they are on fire and being eaten by a fucking tapir.

I think all of these options are valid responses although I am particularly fond of option three. For some reason people do not react well to option three even though it is almost always true. Remember these are just samples. I tailor my reaction to each person so as to more accurately describe my feelings.

So let's say that I have chosen option three in this scenario. This usually leads to an argument even though I have reacted in a completely reasonable manner. I am then forced to think why did they react that way and the only reasons I can come up with are that they are delusional and cannot deal with reality. My day is made worse by the fact that almost everyone I meet is that way. No wonder the world is in such a mess.

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