Cue the “Rodeo Song” and go straight to the chorus…

This week has brought new challenges and old habits back in the fold of “what is” and “what will” be happening in my life — at least for the near future — and the extra equation is how I’m going to deal with all of it. The particular challenge in question is dealing with one of the more colossally dumb people who have ever graced this planet with their plodding, dull, astoundingly worthless presence.

He’s nice enough, but nice only gets you so far when you nicely ask dumb ass shit constantly that you could take literally 30 seconds out of your day to look up instead of ask. Some of the questions are fine, but most make me want to crack my skull open and kick my brains into a muddy ditch so it can get away from the horror (the horror!) of having to first figure out what he’s talking about, and second — relay an answer in something akin to Authentic Frontier Gibberish for him to comprehend. (Which he won’t anyway, but that’s neither here nor there.)

The other issues? Publishing on old-school style websites. There have been a few hitches, but that’s not the kind of stuff anyone wants to read about. So I will save it for myself and verbal exchanges between myself and those that do.

~ by trashville on October 19, 2007.