The Brain Dump
8-14-24
Everything is Awesome
What an Amazing Introduction
What an Amazing Introduction
There is a certain type of person I can't stand but feel absolutely surrounded by. Now, don't get me wrong; I am into positivity as much as the next guy, but having a range of emotions that only go from "great" to "amazing" makes me want to blow my goddamn brains out. If you know, you know. I like to call these kinds of people "terminally happy" because it seems like they never say they dislike anything. Talking to them is as if there is nothing bad in the world whatsoever. I understand some people try to be optimistic, but FFS, please say something sucks!
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Now, I did read a book once and know what an optimist is but these people are taking it to an entirely different level. Like the kind of person who would see you spill ketchup all over your white pants and say something like, "Hey, now you have a unique fashion!". Lose a leg at the hip in a belt sander incident? Hey! Now you can cut your pants in half and only have to buy half the clothes, right? No. It fucking sucks. It's a shitshow and I hate it. Missing a leg and need to vent? Not with the terminally happy. I've had instances with these types about circumstances that are unequivocably bad and hope for at least a little commiseration for my gimpy ass. What happened after I speak my piece? "Oh, I'm sorry." No! Not sorry! Not sorry! You're the sorry! I wanted to hear something like "that's fucked up", or at the very least a mild "that sucks." I guess that's my lizard brain hoping the other hairless ape (or for the religious, divine meat sack) would mimic my speech so I can feel like I'm part of the right ape/meat sack club. Unfortunately, this person has ascended and are too enlightened to have time for my dumb bullshit; they got a date with Buddha in Nirvana.
What a Fabulous Conclusion
I really have nowhere to go with this, so I might as well turn this rapidly descending plane into a lawn dart. It's just something that drives me nuts that I have to deal with on a daily basis. You may say "But why not just avoid those people?" Well, I would but there's this current trend of imprisoning yourself for 33.333% of your day (if you're lucky) in (insert work environment here) so you can do all those things the rich can enjoy like food, clothes, and a place to sleep with four walls that won't get soggy in the rain. I would jump into that, but if I did I wouldn't have another low-effort shitpost for another day.
In closing, I'll leave you with something stupid I said at one time or another but don't really remember when or where, only why: "They are the kind of people that call quadriplegics 'differently abled'."