Friday, June 13, 2008

Do as I say, not as I say...

Last Saturday night I went out for drinks with my friend Dave. In one of the bars we went to we ended up running into some friends of Dave from his grade school days. It was a girl he went to school with, her friend, and her friend's boyfriend, Ceasar. As I was introduced to them I shook their hands, enter their names here, and said it's nice to meet you, I'm Paul. When it got to Caesar...I said, "Caesar, it's nice to meet you, I love your salad." The second these words left my mouth I hated myself. Jesus, I mean really? Who the hell says that shit? Me, that's who, Captain Asshole, at your fucking service. Verbal diarrhea doesn't do it justice, it's more like verbal aneurysm. I can't control it, before there's even a thought of, "Gee Paul, are you going to regret saying this?" It's out there, it's gone, skip to damage control. What made matters worse was that my two new acquaintances and Dave were laughing. Caesar on the other hand seemed mildly amused and frankly, I can't blame him. The next words out of my mouth were, "Please stop, don't laugh at that, it only encourages me." You see, when you think you're a funny person, like I do, you like to believe that it takes some level of intellect and brains to be funny. The worlds a shitty place and most people seem pretty miserable, trying to put a positive spin on things and make people laugh isn't easy, it's takes skill. That's what we, I, like to believe. Then we have what I've just described. I called attention to the fact that this poor guy's name is also shared by a popular unhealthy salad. People with brain damage and sever retardation are capable of making this link. It wasn't hard at all, it was easy, too easy. Sigh, it was a joke, for lack of a better term, it was supposed to be funny...sort of, and it just came out of my mouth. Did it take much smarts or intellect? No... But people laughed... Sorry Caesar, I'm a twisted little man who needs the laughs of other to feel valuable and worthy...and I love your salads.

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