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Jews.
No I'm kidding. It's Mexicans. No, seriously though. Natives. In actuality, there is one thing that will instantly ruin any day, no matter how great it's been: Being a captive audience for an idiot. Whether it's dealing with a client at work, or having to, god forbid, require speaking to a complete dumbfuck in order to require something I need. It's that inability to get out of the conversation without harming myself in some way that does it. It's like being restrained. The knowledge this experience of having to listen to someone equate their current problem with a "hilarious" problem their cat had on the Thursday before last is necessary just murders me a little inside. Or hey, sure, I can get that paperwork I need but first I need to nod through a twenty minute story about how they thought their grass was growing really fast this spring, but it turns out it's just dandelions, and they had to put poison on them, but the poison killed the grass so now the grass is growing slow, but their neighbour's grass is growing faSHUT THE FUCK UP. But the worst, the utter worst, is having to not correct someone when they are painfully wrong about something. A best client of the office or somesuch. The moment they tell you they hear that the liberals plan to outlaw religion, or that Obama wants to use taxes to support baby murder. And you can't yell at them. You can't. So upsetting. Stupid people. They are ruiners. Jam it back in, in the dark. ![]() John Mayer just asked me, personally, through an assistant, to sing backup on his new CD. |
Because when even politely correcting a nutjob, the nutjob will often get angrily defensive. And when one is trying to land a very, very expensive contract, the last thing one wants to do is try and explain to a nutjob, even nicely, why their view that aliens created the nazca lines is fucking wacky. Ever tried using logic and decency to explain to a crazy right wing tea bagger that under Obama taxes are at the lowest in recent memory, and that he is, in fact, not a muslim terrorist? How's that go over? There's nowhere I can't reach. ![]() John Mayer just asked me, personally, through an assistant, to sing backup on his new CD. |