Rez O. Lewshun
Save the Profession
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- Jan 19, 2004
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No, it's true, but it is a symptom of the rest of the crap we're complaining about.
Control what you can. Complain about what you can't................
I look around these days, and a good majority of people just look like 200 pounds of $hit forced into a 100 pound sack. It used to be that your mom would make you wash below your neck every once in a while, but that apparently is no longer true.
Then as a superior example of Darwinism you should have no problem exceling as your competition appears to be inferior.
I've lost hope for most people. These days they're mostly overweight, ill-kempt, foul mouthed lard-a$$es. The few decent looking folks out there ruin me once they open their trap to either stuff food down their gullet, or screech in some vulgar gutter speak over the booming of the gangsta rap on their ipod.
And this effects your life how? What is your measuring stick? Hollywood? Desperate Housewives?
Why the need to judge?
I use to think that they had opened the gate to all the world's trailer parks, but in reality, its the trailer park that grew and surrounded us.
That is really deep.
But to be fair to the ladies, I'm no Brad Pitt. But I shower at least once a day, pay my bills, say please and thank you, chew with my mouth closed and my clothes have seen the hot side of an iron more than once.
And only you have to live with you!
But that doesn't mean you can't have any fun with it. One day I was at work, and a buddy of mine non-reving (in civvies) walked up, and started to "interrupt" me with stupid sounding questions. I turned around, an in a loudish voice said "you will address me as 'sir'. Tuck in that shirt! Pull up those pants!" (basically a modified Neidermyer routine from Animal House). He went right along with it, and it was hysterical, but I thought the people looking on were going to sh!t eggrolls.
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Party on Wayne... Party on Garth! :beer: