I Don’t Mean To Be Mean, But…

Do you ever have days where you’re just mean to people?! It’s not your intention and maybe sometimes you don’t actually snap, but you at least think it.

I was on a discussion forum the other day and someone said that they never seem to get any replies to anything they say.  The fact they’d only said 3 things in 15 months and none of it was asking questions or adding anything of real value to the discussion seemed immaterial to them.

There are the overly loud mobile phones in an office in which there are only 4 of us.

I read an article about education reform where the author wrote about parents pressurising “thier” [sic] children.  If you’re going to talk about that sort of thing, at least be bullet proof yourself.  I’m not saying that I’m perfect when it comes to spelling and grammar by any means, but in an article like that (typed on a computer presumably with a spellchecker) it should be spot on.

Someone asked me before if I was waiting for the coffee machine.  “No, I’m just stood next to it with an empty cup while someone else uses it because I thought it would be a fun thing to do.”

Yesterday evening someone asked me to confirm I’d got all the information correct in the columns of a spreadsheet.  This morning, having made no changes to the spreadsheet in the 13 hours since I left work and got in again, he’s asking me to confirm that I got all the information right in the rows.  I don’t know if he’s doing it on purpose or whether he just doesn’t realise that, having confirmed the information in one direction, I have actually done it in the other too.  And not only that, you have to do it multiple times!

I went to to see Butch Walker play last year.  Halfway through his second song at a small venue a guy in the audience spoke so loudly he stopped playing and everyone else turned to look at him.  Butch made a comment but at the end of the song said that he felt really guilty about it!  I’m the same.  I find it really hard to be mean to people even if it’s joking!  I also very rarely get angry with anyone other than myself, although that’s happening more often recently as I’m getting a little stressed with things.

I’m sure these people I mentioned aren’t trying to annoy me and I really don’t want to be mean, but sometimes it’s just so hard not to say “please stop being an idiot” which is probably what I need to say to myself after counting to 10.

You’re not as messed up as you think you are
Your self-absorption makes you messier
Just settle down and you will feel a whole lot better
Deep down you’re just like everybody else

I’m not as awesome as this song makes out
I’m angry, underweight and sketching out
I’m building bonfires on my vanities and doubts
To get warm just like everybody else

Reasons Not To Be An Idiot by Frank Turner

Comments 3

  1. I enjoy your posts. You remind me very much of my oldest son (27) who lives off in the big city now 😉

    • Thanks Laurie! I have a few years on your son – I hope he doesn’t become as cynical as me! 😆

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