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Everyone Hates That Jackass 

I thought about naming this post Everyone Hates That Jackass, but although it appropriately conveys my feeling, it doesn't say much about the content itself.  Instead, I'll settle for using the sentence as a header and repeating it often to ensure that there's no ambiguity around my sentiment.

So what I'm saying is this: everyone hates that jackass.  The truth is, I'm pretty sure that if you actually ask that jackass, he'd say that he hates that jackass, too.  He may not realize that he is that jackass, but that doesn't make it any less true.  This may now be one of those statements that qualifies as a universal truth.  I'm not sure who gets to vote on these things, but I suspect the vote would be unanimous.

Anyway, in catching up on some reading this morning I saw this entertaining perspective on that jackass.  All this time I've been focusing on the interpersonal, self-importance issues that jackass must have to be sitting in a restaurant with his kids while a foreign object is lodged in his ear instead of focusing on the Chinese-water-torture-esque punishment that he's inflicting on me.  Shame on me.

Man, I hate that jackass. 

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Rob  Wilkerson