You know how they told you to come to a complete stop at stop sings? Same thing.
I bet they both lose a Michelin Star for this.
Ha. He earned his 2.5 hour round trip then. And honestly, had he pulled out another, $200 I'd have told him fuck off.
What? Oh god no. He bought clean pee. Probably while on Special K.
I was selling a saw. Pretty good one, compound mitre, slider, 12" blade, and a really nice stand. I don't remember what I wad asking, but it was fair. Let's say $500 for the sake of the story. Dude gets in touch, asks a couple of questions, and says yeah, he'll take it for that price. Day comes, he shows up and checks it out. I have it set up and we cut a couple of boards to show him it's all square and good.
He says cool, here's $300.
I say, yeah, uh, we said 5. I'm selling it for 5. Not 3.
He looks at me deadpan and says this is all I brought.
I say well, I'm selling it for 5.
He looks at me and says I drove all the way from *city about an hour away on a good day with no traffic.
I look back at him and say Huh. I bet you wish you hadn't done that.
He just kind of stands there looking at his shoes while I pack the saw back up and he sort of sulks off.
What's old? I'm 53 and hate pretty much everything I see. I have a Grumpy Bear on my dashboard so we can bitch about other drivers. I'm in near constant pain from a back problem and can't do very many fun things anymore. And every single day I make every interaction with everyone I come across as pleasnt and fun as I possibly can. I make eye contact and say please and thank you. I tease and joke with everyone I see. Just because I'm a curmudgeonly old fuck doesn't mean I have to bum other people out. But maybe I'm not old yet.
If you smell shit everywhere you go, check your shoes.
My hamster saw this pic and just looks bummed the fuck out now.
The right can't create. Nothing. No art, no music, no writing. It's all garbage. I think it's an empathy thing.
Yes. That's the joke. He very openly told stories about he and my mom sold pot to get to and from Woodstock.
I worked with my dad for 20 years. He taught me almost everything I know about building houses. But I think the two biggest things were, how to deal with tricky clients (this applies to all people, not just clients), and how to come at everything with a relaxed style. He used to say he spent a lot of money in the '60s developing his attitude.
Wow. My wife and I like different media, but I'd never say anything like that, and she's never said anything like that to me. I guess I respect her appreciation of things even if I don't appreciate them. There are lots of things we share interest in, but having separate interests is important and a mutual respect for each other's enjoyment of them is kind of important.
I'd recommend reconsidering whether you should be in a relationship with this person. Frankly it sounds like you have some work to do if it's more important to shit on the things they like than to see them happy.