Do you think weird people know they're weird?
I mean, take the 1989 Metal Mullet Guy, the Unedumacated Lady, the girl who woddles when she walks, the people who don't understand personal space. (Hello, there needs to be a hola-hoop of space between us. Back it up.) The person who tells you all those witty little things that you don't really care about. The guy who has the comb-over that begins at one ear and goes to the other and on a windy day it stands straight up in the air and I'm supposed to carry on a conversation with Comb-over Cal and pretend that it's all normal.
The person who talks and slobers with a mouth full of food falling out all over the place and I am silently verping and gagging at my desk.
Yeah.
Those people.
...Do you think they know they're weird?
....and what does that make me? You know. Seeing as how I work and have class around them.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
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Food falling out of their mouth? Have we had dinner together and I forgot? Hey. They're just people. You, walking around looking all sexy and bold and vibrant and sexy is weird to some people. :)
Meet me and you'll think, wow, there are gentleman walking around the planet.
Oh, dear, I'm probably one of these people! Eeek!
My guess is that they have no idea they're weird. Most people have at least one trait that makes them a little bit odd.
I'm weird and have no problem with it.
Trapped: Oh, I'm sure they're out there. Just haven't met any lately. Thanks for the compliment.
epix: I find that hard to believe. But, just in-case, is it the personal space one? Cause that one really bugs me. Remember: Hula-hoop.
Joe: You mean like when it comes to trivia and soapboxes and inner dorks, writing about my inner most thoughts, fears, wants and desires for all to see and read? Do you mean stuff like that?
Will: Only 11 more steps.
Mmmm, and I consider you all my friends, so....damn.
...I knew it.
Crap.
Oh course I know I'm weird. Can I have my million dollars now?
What do you think attracted me to you people in the first place?
P: and you fit in very nicely.
You get your million when I get mine.
Uhh, yeah. A lot like that, actually. :)
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