You don’t know me! You don’t know my life, maaaaaan!

Yeah, yeah. I know.  It’s been a long time since I’ve posted.  I’ve been meaning to make a post about my family’s trip to Poland this past summer, buuuuut that’s not happening anytime soon, les’ be real.

Nope, today it’s a very special episode of suspiciouslygeneric.

Only in 80s sitcoms can you except to laugh an entire season and then have one awkward pedophile episode
80s sitcoms. A special time when what was normally a carefree sitcom could be interrupted by an episode about pedophilia. Hilarious!

Ok, no, not really, but it is a bit more of a serious rant than the usual silly one.

It’s just that I have a request. The next time you’re about to open your big, ignorant mouth…can you just stop and put yourself in that other person’s shoes for a moment? NO, NOT LITERALLY. GET YOUR SMELLY FEET OUT OF HER UGGS.

Thank you.

But seriously. What the hell is with people’s judgements of others?  True…this is coming from the guy complaining about people’s weird bathroom habits, BUT I try to just question the behavior rather than judge the person.  I’m not perfect, but I’m getting there. And hey, at least I’m making the effort.

But other people?  I freaking swear, some people just have this strange need to talk smack about people behind their back.

“Oh, you ever notice how a certain someone always does such a shit job at formatting our meeting notes?”
“Gee, isn’t it interesting how some people can’t open chip bags like a normal person?”
“Wow, isn’t it sad how someone with the initials M and O always complains about others on their internet blogs?”

"That slut doesn't even wear a bra!" "YEAH! ...wait, how can you even tell?" "OH, so now the stalker acquisitions are gonna start up again, are they?"
“That slut doesn’t even wear a bra!” “YEAH! …wait, how can you even tell?” “OH, so now the stalker acquisitions are gonna start up again, are they?”

I mean, ok. It doesn’t usually come across as malicious. It’s just harmless poking fun at someone, right?

Yes.

Wait, no.

The answer to that is no.

It *maybe* *could be* harmless poking fun at someone if you do it like, “Hey, need some help with that chip bag there?” But even then, that could easily come across as hostile depending on the tone and situation aaaaand I don’t recommend it unless you’re good friends.

No, the right answer is never speak again.  Well, that or to just not say anything to anyone else, and to be constructive and supportive if you say anything to the person performing the action you’re judging.

Because maybe that person has always done things this way and isn’t aware they’re doing things outside the norm because..gee..I dunno…everyone talked about it behind their back instead of saying anything upfront.

OR maybe that person is from a different culture and doesn’t know how to do things like you do! Did you know a lot of European restaurants have you seat yourself instead of waiting to be seated?  WELL, you wouldn’t know if everyone just ridiculed you in their silly accents instead of filling you in on your lack of knowledge…in their silly accents.  Same thing could very well apply to the person you’re making fun of.

OOORRRR maybe that person woke up late this morning due to their shitty alarm, because they can’t afford anything else, and they’re working two jobs to try to buy better things like hopefully less shitty clocks that actually go off on time, but they became late for one of those jobs thanks to the shitty alarm, and then the shower had water that Penguins would get hypothermia from, and then their towel fell on the disgusting, wet bathroom floor before they could dry themselves, and then the dog ate their homework even though they don’t have a dog, and then they left for work but their jacket snagged on the door and ripped, making them have to walk in the rain with only a shitty McDonald’s polo on, and their day got worse when they got home from work, checked their online graded assignment and noticed it was given an automatic F by their ridiculously strict TA for a ridiculously long run-on sentence that was in the middle of the essay that they don’t even remember writing and then they finally meet you and your group for a group project, and as he tries to open with hypothermia-induced shaky hands his only meal for the day, a bag of chips, you decide you’re going to deride him for not being able to open them “like a normal person.”

Thanks for being Hitler, ya jerk!

"And then he opened his chip bag! Really loudly! I was like, 'gurl, are you fo real!?'"
“And then he opened his chip bag! Really loudly! I was like, ‘gurl, are you fo real!?'”

Changing gears slightly here…there’s a sort of flip side to this.

Can we just all agree to give less of a shit of what others think about us?

I mean, sure, you have to care about some things if you want to be respected as a civilized member of society, but there are some things you can just stop fretting over.

Nobody really cares if you drink/do drugs/insert activity here. It doesn’t make you cooler (though it might make you kooler).  It’s just one possible thing you can do with friends out of a million, billion possibilities. If you don’t want to do it and your friends seem to like you less because of it, then fuck those guys and find friends with similar priorities to yourself and stop hanging with those people you obviously aren’t really friends with.

And on the note of giving a shit, there are times where you seriously should stop giving a shit, and just give a shit! Literally! Stop caring about what other people think about you in a public restroom. Nobody cares. Everybody poops. They wrote a freaking book about it.

It's true.
It’s true.

It’s no secret. Like Nike’s slogan says, “Just do it.”  Your poop likely isn’t worse than anything I’ve personally experienced. I’ve seen plenty of shit in my lifetime and lucky for you and me, yours I only have to hear about. And smell I guess, but I’m in the bathroom. I won’t be in there much longer, and if I am, I’m probably shitting too.  No judgements there (just awkwardness from simultaneous bowel movements).  So please, stop giving a shit and just shit.  You don’t even need to cover up the noise with music from iPod (seriously) or anything, although I guess if it helps your embarrassment than so be it (but seriously it’s not necessary).

But like I said, I’m not here to judge.

Unlike some people…

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