how do you explain this in words?
well, i hate (not like, that was sarcasm) how i am so weak-willed or something/other that when i get into a cliché situation i quickly, no maybe instantly assume the cliché. even if i know perfectly what i'm doing and how i should handle myself.
when i go to a death metal show, i start to feel like an old little hippy, even though i think most of what is popular now is weak shit.
yesterday, i go to a random florist on the way to a nursing home, and immediately i am playing the "hapless dude in a room full of flowers" bit. it was atrocious, i blurted out "someone told me... daisies" and then basically drooled them out of business and into retching spasms.
please, someone tell me worse stories so i can laugh and quietly tilt my head back, raise an eyebrow ala xfear and think that i'm not so bad after all, considering the tomfoolery splayed before me
well, i hate (not like, that was sarcasm) how i am so weak-willed or something/other that when i get into a cliché situation i quickly, no maybe instantly assume the cliché. even if i know perfectly what i'm doing and how i should handle myself.
when i go to a death metal show, i start to feel like an old little hippy, even though i think most of what is popular now is weak shit.
yesterday, i go to a random florist on the way to a nursing home, and immediately i am playing the "hapless dude in a room full of flowers" bit. it was atrocious, i blurted out "someone told me... daisies" and then basically drooled them out of business and into retching spasms.
please, someone tell me worse stories so i can laugh and quietly tilt my head back, raise an eyebrow ala xfear and think that i'm not so bad after all, considering the tomfoolery splayed before me