- I love stereotypes and am truly curious as to what truth, if any, lies beneath them. My personal stereotype which has been honed through years of driving in the city: Poor people jaywalk. Am I the only one who thinks so?
- I’m an convinced that caffeine will be the next big Thing That Will Kill You. It is an abused drug, the same as all the others.
- I find politics infuriatingly frustrating. The only government I could really get behind is one whose sole mission is to create transparency. Seriously, how hard can it be to create a relational database of every penny the government spends and allow read access to the world? If the government can make it law that I must pay tax, why can I not make it law that they be held accountable for how they spend it? It’s my money dammit! They’ve done nothing for me to earn it.
- My wife is a nurse yet I have almost no respect for the medical community. I am yet to have a positive experience in my life involving doctors, hospitals or medicine. I have only ever met one doctor whom I respect, and she’s now retired from practicing medicing (to pursue missions work if I’m not mistaken). My wife is my sole health care provider (luckily she’s brilliant).
- If I could, I would banish all psychics, mystics, spiritualists, “ghost whisperers”, and such to a far away island where they can only spread their bullshit amongst themselves and can no longer leech off of sad and needy people.
- I have little faith in homeopathic medicine, but a strong belief the in the power of the human mind. As such, I believe that if a person truly believes in the medicinal qualities of homeopathic medicine, that they can actuate self healing. I am aware of the irony that such a belief could lead to me being banished to a far away island if I ever get my way…
- I am convinced I will get cancer, and as such, feel little need to take measures to avoid it.
- If I could only eat one thing for the rest of my life it would be cheeseburgers from McDonalds.
- I am equally appalled by people who only like top forty music and people who like absolutely no top forty music. To the former: broaden your horizons. To that latter: quit being such a desperate scenester; Justin Timberlake is awesome.
- I am deathly afraid of animals that can fly, and insects which can fly and sting.
- I’m almost completely blind in one eye and am extremely self-conscious of it. I constantly have to remind myself that other people find it uncomfortable if I never make eye contact.
- I can’t stand it when people know things I don’t. I could honestly choke people who keep secrets or play mind games.
- Yes, it does annoy me that every single person I meet feels the need to comment on how tall I am. Yes, my head does hit the door frame if I don’t duck.
- I make snap judgments of every single person I meet, and I’m really good at it. I can only think of a few times I’ve ever been wrong. This habit ties in strongly with my love of stereotypes.
- Whenever I speak with a person who has an accent, I will often take on their accent at some point in the conversation. I do not do so on purpose, and feel like a complete dumbass whenever I catch myself.
Potpourri for $1000
Anonymous said,
So after reading your refreshing barrage of openess and honesty, I realised that I was in fact guilty of seemingly grasping every oppurtunity to comment on your height, which is made worse by the fact that I never have any ink ling of an intention to do so when I see you, it just surfaces unexpectedly like vomit. I’m sorry for the annoyance it causes, and hope your opinion of me hasn’t been forever tarnished, as I too know of annoyance you express due to a certain aspect of my person, which most people I meet feel the need to comment on and discuss with me for ten minutes.
Ps: I see you many times a day (ooooh how Creepy) and I never noticed you were almost blind in one eye, so as a piece of useless advice, I wouldn’t let it bother you too much.
admin said,
A riddle! Who are you mystery height commentator? What feature do you have that is noteworthy? Your use of language doesn’t leave you immediately open to guessing, but I do enjoy a challenge.
Avery said,
How dare you sir. At no point during our tenure at a particular grocery store did I make a comment to your height. I demand reparations!
Love,
Avery
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