Off Fence

So my last post was all bubbles and rainbows and nice about children. And it was sincere and genuine, I really am inspired by little kids throughout my week. Buuuuuuut figured I'd throw in something less... positive? Because at heart I really am a (loving) sarcastic skeptic.

But this isn't really about skepticism, though I could go into an entire rant about the depressing international economy right now (yes, the pun was intended) or political ineptness or pending doom! No it's much more shallow and self absorbed, because much like everyone else in the world I am fallen short and have my human flaws and human moments.

Photo: Los Angeles Times (yay Brandon!)

These human moments are most pronounced during sports viewing events, especially when my team is playing. I know, I know, sports again. If you can survive, keep reading. There's always that one person trying to personally annoy you in a passive aggressive manner and you ignore it because you are trying to be a civil and decent being but all you really want to do is take them out, literally. Tonight that person was someone that I had never met in my life, but somehow decided to passive-agressively be a... jerk. Now I don't know if this is an insecurity thing, or if the new form of flirting is meant to be demeaning and anger provoking, but it's not cool buddy nor are you anywhere near contention for being flirted back with. So I just glued my eyes to the screen and watched my USC Trojans finish out the second half (fairly successfully) exchanging words with everyone else in the room that I actually knew. Now this random new-guy knew that I had just come back from a sparring session, went to USC, and loved sports because I clearly got to my friends' house and sat down in front of the TV to wolf down whatever food I was given; so why the provocation? WHY?! I can't just enjoy a game? You have to be excessively irritating when you know I have just come back from an adrenaline-inducing/ skills-honing activity? I would have tried to get to know this individual better had he not been so, dare I say, obnoxious. Yes everyone else in the room was joking with me about rooting for Cal not SC, which is fine, I take it in stride, laugh it off, and they know when to stop. But this guy had no way of picking up social cues I guess. So all that being said... I just wanted to kick his butt. Mature, I know.

But really, why is there always that ONE person? Always. If you're not serious about the game you can leave or just be quiet. I could really care less. But stop aggravating the people that are fans, it really doesn't benefit anyone.

In other news, I may start applying for a short-term part-time job because I would be going insane if it weren't for my gym, the kids that I tutor, and Jesus. Hope it's fun. Oh and possibly getting PT certification. And may have to rejoin the Big Facey. And I am really happy that my team won. So, I guess I'll sign off for the night. If I don't talk to you before the weekend, be sure to enjoy it! Stay safe and be blessed.

-Educated & Unemployed