For anyone who hasn’t read this excellent blog post, I been trying to rise to Kozo’s challenge and test how long I can be around ‘people’ (the JP Sartre variety) and not let them offend me.
Turns out, not very long so far. Everyone is still getting on my tits. I’m just more conscious of it, but i guess that will help in the end.
Not only that, but more interestingly, I seem to be very good at pissing off a hell of a lot of people myself without even trying, so maybe I’m that hellish individual whom everyone else is trying to tolerate for an hour without strangling.
And what’s more? I kind of enjoy it, especially when it comes to arrogant arseholes who think they are better than everyone else, and after my little jaunt yesterday (https://sistasertraline.wordpress.com/2013/08/25/hi-diddle-dee-dee/) this little beauty lodged itself inside my bonce, which was fine by me as it is a lovely song with very clever lyrics.
So to those of you, strangers and ‘friends’ who I irritate because I have the audacity to expect to be treated as an equal and fancy your chances in confronting me about it, I strongly suggest you ‘take a number and wait in line’.
But remember, ‘it’s a long line, it’s a long line’. And guess what? It’s down there, just behind the bins. And there ain’t no chairs, OK?
Alternatively, I’ll give you the option you didn’t give to me, and you can jog on kitty.
Oh, and don’t let the door hit ya, where the good Lord split ya 😉