Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Late Night Quandary Pt.2: The Perplex Yourself Edition


He said to me, and I quote, "No body gives a shit about you." And that my friends came straight from my brother's mouth as we drove in search of some books to read. It was just one of the many, many lovely shards of advice he had for me on careers (ha, careers). And of course he gives a shit about me, no doubt (let's not take this out of context, like I just did). First, let's raise our fists and eat a samich to that! Hooray, for honesty. Yeah, that's me chomping on some triumphant croissant, don't you forget it! In all seriousness, let's dwell for a second?! These exact words had been roving around in my head for weeks!! The lack of care we receive on a daily basis is not limited to careers which to be quite frank bores the living piss out of me and I feel as though this is the one area where people so fairly give themselves the right not to give a damn (which is awful) but this goes beyond that. It filters into almost every aspect of our regular lives. It's true, how many times have you told a person a story about yourself? And they weren't listening, let alone cared. I mean really cared. Most of the time these conversations are interrupted by thoughts or less personal agendas. Any Communications course in College will hang on this to an aggravating extent. Why? It's annoying as FUCK and most need to free themselves of this habit. It is a communication error that has comfortably and lazily worked its way into our social interacting lives. Before I'm lampooned for said declarations -- I realize that this ALWAYS works both ways and expecting attention for every detailed sound to leave my throat would be crazy and just a taaad narcissistic too. Nor do I think that this includes immediate friends. Obviously, friends/loved ones are exempt from this category and sometimes not but for the most part they give a damn. This doesn't so much concern my immediate life either as does the fact: this is happening all around, to everyone. Barriers are built to avoid interaction. Egos thicken and suddenly the 'tude grows. It grows so large that you're screaming at a funeral procession for moving too slowly on a Thursday because you're late to work. Which by the way has never and hopefully will never be me first hand. WOW, how awful is that?! The sad part about this, is that it probably happens every time one passes through a busy street. RESPECT the dead fucktards. It's getting late, and I could go all night citing small examples. In fact, I'd honestly like to talk more about this because as always, thoughts move and go into "weird" directions. For the time being I've calmed myself of this thought. B-b-but Sarah, wait!? People are idiots?!? Yes, yes they're indeed idiots. While this couldn't be more true and we take comfort in knowing the fact that OTHER people's shit indeed stinks far more than our own. Here's the jingle: Everyone poops. A duece is still a duece no matter what, right? No asshole is safe including mine and the world isn't entirely comprised of just roving, walking, talking, idiots. I've got to split even though I've confused everyone -I'm pretty sure only half of what I just said actually made sense.


Still, Thanks and Goodnight!


You'll thank me for this later.
"Together In Pooping" -Triump The Insult Comic Dog

PS- I had different song to post as well a different entry to write but this will do for now. Still, who gives a shit, anyway. Oh, and start giving a shit will ya.

3 comments:

Cotton said...

Far be it from me to tell you that communications classes are useless, but try not to be too hard on the human race in general. When you think about what we're supposed to be and do and what we've started to become, it's a wonder that this place doesn't explode every morning.
Seriously, though, you're too thoughtful and engaging and generally awesome to sound so negative. I'll drop a line later but I'm too beat up to think of what I'm trying to say right now. I [i]did[/i] just get go team tickets for the methiest place on earth though, and I was thinking of you.

sarah said...

Thank you so much for your kind words. Oh, man. I wrote up quite the storm last night. I have to say most of it wasn't intented for negativity in fact, I was trying to point out the fact that we're not all crazy lunatics. Still, it came out weirdly and I totally see your side.

Also, the go! team are coming to 3 places (LA, Brooklyn, Philadelphia)a week before my birthday. ALL places that I would love to see them. They have yet to announce where in Philly which worries me. Please, please not the Electric Factory or the Troc!

Robin said...

I think you've read "Everyone Poops," no?

I like your rant. I like your chewing smirk. It's colorful!