The Lovely Dave - the man's a modern day philosopher. He makes me think about THINGS, ppl. As in THINGS at a higher lvl of abstraction than, How shall I style my hair today? Shall I have yoghurt or a piece of fruit for afternoon tea? I wonder what the kittens would like in bonnets? (Just FYI, the answer to the last question is, hiLARious). But, focus, he asked the question, what are the reasons to distrust someone? (Find the genius in its original form here).
And I thought about it. Hard.
This was a tricky one - oftentimes, I find that a feeling of distrust towards an individual segues seamlessly into a feeling of loathing towards the b*gger. So I tried to trace it back, and find where such loathing comes from.
I've decided that there's nothing that makes me more, Oh hello, remind me not leave my children/pets/ANYTHING with or near you, than someone attempting to excuse bad behaviour on bullsh*t grounds.
Being drunk is a brilliant reason for singing 'American Pie' and laughing at your socks. It is not a coverall for adultery, cruelty or vomiting on someone else's bed. If you choose to do these things, man the f*ck up. Say, I am an ars*hole, I did the wrong thing. Do not give me, I was too drunk to now be held accountable for my actions. If this is the actual truth, it's time for the AA 12-Step.
And don't ever, every think it's okay say hideous, cruel things because you're 'just being honest'. You're just being a dickhead. But you're lying about being a dickhead, which makes it even worse. You're a liar-y liar d*ckhead. In Hell, LAWYERS will get preferential treatment to you.
I guess what I distrust is a failure to man up. I also hate it in a way that, should you push it too far with me, they will never find your body. Just sayin'.
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So, what you're saying is that there shouldn't be excuses. Yep, have to agree there.
How much more do we respect someone, even in a work environment, where they come up and say 'look, I messed up, now what can I do to fix it?' It may be as simple as clogging the photocopier or staying out late with the boys but it's not 'blaming' anyone but themselves. That's maturity, that earns respect. Blaming alcohol or 'someone else' is childish and lame.
Just sayin.
Not so much no excuses, as no bullshit, I blame something greater than myself, I couldn't help it, it was the tequila's fault! excuses. You made the choice to drink 7 Slammers and the worm. What happens next is not the worm's fault.
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