We as people, as a relatively civilized society share a similar set of guidelines. A set of unwritten rules that sort of separate the rats from the royalty, so to speak. You wanna know what I think? It's all bullshit. You know what makes me writhe in disgust and resentment? When you're in a one-man bathroom in a bar, don't lock the door, and don't give a verbal warning to the handsome young man walking in to take a piss. Those guys who go to social gatherings, not huge parties really, but more a large intimate gathering of similar people, picks someone out like a homicidal maniac with a sniper rifle aiming into a crowd, and decides to barrage that poor sap with so much political and philosophical horse shit that it makes erotic asphyxiation sound like a really good time. Don't misunderstand me, I'm all for having a stimulating conversation and everything, but when the bulk of the conversation involves you discussing either the science and possibility behind a cyborg super army, various government conspiracies/secret societies, or the fucking oil spill, it really makes me want to kill myself. Replace the cyborg super army with space travel, Mars rovers and the like. Toss that government conspiracy jive and let's talk about... actually let's just forget about politics all together. It's dumb for 20-something's who, if spent a fraction of our time reading newspapers and watching the news as we did getting drunk and talking about the news we didn't hear about, would probably be the greatest presidents this country's ever seen, to discuss such trivial matters in a situation you know god damned well is not an ok thing to talk about, especially with someone you don't know.
I suppose it all comes down to manners. If you meet someone new, say through a friend of a friend, it's generally a good idea to not really swear too often. Don't walk around your friends parents' house without a shirt on in the middle of the day. Good posture when meeting someone of great significance is an absolute must. Straighten up you little shit, you're not even 30 year's old and you already look like you need a walker. For god's sake chew with your mouth closed. I don't know what it is, but the sound of people chewing up a mouthful of food digs underneath my skin deeper than the fucking bones in my body. I mean, you guys know the rules!
So basically what I'm trying to say is tighten up guys. You're only following the basic rules. I'm not saying you should start sipping tea with your pinkie jutting out from the cup like a radio tower from the Earth, however, I am saying you should lock the bathroom door in public places, you asshole!
Monday, September 27, 2010
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