e) But I also don’t do well with people who say sorry like a handshake. Say it if you mean it, and not to be a passive-aggressive tunt on the internet. You can do better. We can all do better.
While I may be Canadian I want you to know I was being sincere.
a) can - Canadian? Hahaha! You’re funny. That’s cute.
b) Apologies then, I currently live in the land of passive-aggressiveness but also date a passive-aggressive queen (Who I very much love, but do not love that part of her). Because I am very much a say it like you mean it, how you mean it kind of person. And I read this as “Ooh, sorry it made you mad. But it’s not really anything to be upset over.” But if you were sincerely asking why - here’s the tea. But really it’s basically because of how it cheats everyone. It cheats society, it cheats the community, and it cheats others out of a space at the table who could have done so much better than speculate on fudged-data.
But also, even though I am a big scary monster, I love nice people. And think of them as the choicest part of humanity, because it’s easy to be an ass. There’s a lot to grump about. But hard to be a sweetheart, even when it comes second-nature - because there’s a lot to grump about and grumpin’ is contagious =P!
Apologies again!
*p.s. - it is actually big picture absolutely nothing to give a poop about. Which is why I paused reading it and put it down in the first place. It’s more so the things that it represents in my mind that I believe are worthwhile things to think about. Also - when you’re being told your wrong or weird all your life (and I know this isn’t an isolated thing) and then you get a little pick-me up in the form of a quirky “compliment” it gives you hope. But really the true power (which I put up there) is realizing that you’re not actually weird - you’re just different. And that superficial things while nice, do not feed the soul. That you need to water your own garden, and not just depend on the rain. Because sometimes it’ll pour, and sometimes it’s bone dry - but if you manage your own care you can flourish even in the most lacking of environments.
While I may be Canadian I want you to know I was being sincere.
a) can - Canadian? Hahaha! You’re funny. That’s cute.
b) Apologies then, I currently live in the land of passive-aggressiveness but also date a passive-aggressive queen (Who I very much love, but do not love that part of her). Because I am very much a say it like you mean it, how you mean it kind of person. And I read this as “Ooh, sorry it made you mad. But it’s not really anything to be upset over.” But if you were sincerely asking why - here’s the tea. But really it’s basically because of how it cheats everyone. It cheats society, it cheats the community, and it cheats others out of a space at the table who could have done so much better than speculate on fudged-data.
But also, even though I am a big scary monster, I love nice people. And think of them as the choicest part of humanity, because it’s easy to be an ass. There’s a lot to grump about. But hard to be a sweetheart, even when it comes second-nature - because there’s a lot to grump about and grumpin’ is contagious =P!
Apologies again!
*p.s. - it is actually big picture absolutely nothing to give a poop about. Which is why I paused reading it and put it down in the first place. It’s more so the things that it represents in my mind that I believe are worthwhile things to think about. Also - when you’re being told your wrong or weird all your life (and I know this isn’t an isolated thing) and then you get a little pick-me up in the form of a quirky “compliment” it gives you hope. But really the true power (which I put up there) is realizing that you’re not actually weird - you’re just different. And that superficial things while nice, do not feed the soul. That you need to water your own garden, and not just depend on the rain. Because sometimes it’ll pour, and sometimes it’s bone dry - but if you manage your own care you can flourish even in the most lacking of environments.