Smart Ass(hole)

Not that I haven't noticed already, but I think I'm kind of an asshole. Not a throw-crap-at-you-and-laugh-while-you-are-about-to-go-to-a-job-interview asshole, but a make-saracastic/snide-remark-for-the-sake-of-humor-to-myself-and-sometimes-others asshole. I would say "well, sorry that's who I am," but that's a poor excuse for behavior. It's like Hitler justifying his Anti-Semitism by saying "well, that's who I am and how I was raised."

I guess I use that type of sense of humor because it (most of the time) gets laughs and is a defense mechanism for my own insecurity. I also take full advantage of self-deprecation for the combination of keeping myself humble and make fun of myself before someone else beats me to it. I think it has stayed with me since elementary school when I was being made fun of (maliciously. seriously when is calling someone a "faggot" for no reason funny?) and had to stand up for myself and make up for my social awkwardness (buzzing my head, but keeping my bangs? What was I thinking?).

With that in mind, I have to remind myself that some people just plain don't have the same sense of humor I have or just don't get the joke so I have to make sure my comments don't become misconstued as genuine jerk-offery.

So to those that I have put-off with any of my comments past or present, I'm truly sorry. I tried to joke and it didn't fly, it hurt. Joking like that. is lamer than FDR's legs (there I go, doing it again). In all seriousness, I apologize and if I do it to you and don't like it, call me on it.

To those that I joke around with, feel free to jab, 'cause I'll jab you back for a fun-filled-fun-makery time.

Later.

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