“I wonder How it's going to be, when you don't know me; How's it going to be…”

Friday, February 2, 2007

"When you're sure I'm not there
How's it going to be
When there is no one to talk to, between you and me
'Cause I don't care
How's it going to be"

I’m really tired today. I am tired of feeling disparaged. The thing that is the most frustrating is, I don’t know if I am being patronized or if it is all in my head. Swatz and I talk about this quite a bit; about how certain humors and tones irk us. I have been told by a few close friends that I tend to be overtly sensitive. Maybe...maybe not. I feel though the things that annoy me the most are a fairly basic list of impolite norm.
1) Humor that picks on peoples flaws, mistakes; victimizing someone for a joke is just not funny.
2) Talking down to a grown up as if they were children. Age has no barrier when it comes to giving a little respect during conversations.
3) Projecting work or personal frustration towards someone who should not be dealing with it. In fact no one should be dealing with it but you.
4) Tuning a person out who is trying to have a genuine conversation with you…that’s just disrespectful. Don’t waste your time and don’t waste theirs.
Who knows maybe the list above is not considered bad manners at all. And perhaps I do need to grow a thicker skin. After all that was one of my resolutions this year; to be more positive and not host ill feelings towards people who have their own way of expressing themselves…no matter how indecorous. I’ll say this much though…it is damn hard to be the bigger person.

On a more non-rant topic…Finally, it’s the weekend. Not just any weekend but the Super Bowl weekend. I will be running more errands and I have planned to cook up a storm. What does this mean for you? It means you will be reading foodie entries (including pics) the next few days. I am also looking forward to hang out with my young cousins during the game (I couldn’t care less who wins. Yes that’s right, I said it. Please send your comments to: I don’t care dotcom) and soak up some much needed Disney movie marathon. Super bowl to me is just about the food and the commercials. Yep I am indeed mentally 5 years old. Thanks!