I'm starting to believe there's nothing worse than a smart-ass who fails at being one. I feel like it's one of those things you have to be good at to attempt. That stated, I'm not the best, so I don't have much room to talk....but generally, I know when to stop. Like, when the whole room starts staring at you with "Really, dude?" faces because whatever you just said a) makes no sense, or b) just insulted half the room. Or maybe even c) No one likes you or cares what you think, so the idea that you're making jokes and trying to be funny with us isn't going to fly no matter how good you are. We're just tired of you.
Over the last few years, I've discovered this same problem cropping up everywhere. I know a bunch of people who do this, and every time it comes up, it makes me wonder...."Do I do that?"
I know I do sometimes. I try to make jokes and instantly realize that I've failed miserably. If I'm lucky, I can laugh it off and just say, "Oh, hey, that joke just sucked. Oops. Anyway, change of subject?" But is that where it ends for other people? Do they roll their eyes at each other when I leave the room, and lightly comment about being unable to understand just how I could be so clueless as to not realize how much I'm not liked? In essence...do they do what I do?
The worst part of all this is the part where I know for a fact it makes me a bad person. I wouldn't want to be treated that way, but I continue to do it to some people. Granted, "Everyone hates you go away" is very hard to say diplomatically. Getting rid of people you don't like is easier said than done. If I have to deal with my people, they have to deal with theirs. If theirs includes me, then whatever.
So there's that thought for the day.
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