So
- back to my main point of yesterday. Sometimes people p**s me off so much that
I wish I had been born as a different animal entirely, one that has no
encounters whatsoever with the human race and one that doesn't have to be ashamed
of its fellow creatures.
There
seems to be a certain number, and I'm not sure what it is yet, beyond which a
gathering of individuals becomes a collection of twattish clones of each other.
Chat to one fellow person and you can talk to them as they really are and have
a proper conversation; go beyond two or three and suddenly they're all trying
to impress each other and out-do each other and it all becomes competitive and
false and, frankly, irritating. I hope I'm not the same. I don't think I am. If
anything, I'm the opposite, becoming quieter and more withdrawn rather than
trying to rise up and be even louder than the loud people around me. And
thankfully, most of my interactions do involve small numbers, and often they
are all from the same family, so they are respectful of each other and used to
each other and not overacting or over-reacting or over-compensating for
whatever weird insecurities we all seem to have when we're around others. Am I making
sense? Probably not, but it's doing me good to get rid of it all and clear my
head a bit before I have to go into a meeting where there will be at least a
dozen people and they will all be trying to be seen as the most important, most
manager-like and most witty person in the room, if not the county.
My point is - if you ever want to have a conversation
with me in person, please make sure there are only a couple of you in your
grouping, or I'm liable to go into self-protective anti-twat mode and may come
across as a little rude.
RC 27-11-25
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