I would like to think of myself as one who can effectively articulate thoughts into words - in a written and spoken manner. I may not be a colorful or as clever as some people, but dammit, I can get my point across if I so choose. I am also very talented at bs. I can come across like I know what I am talking about, giving you sufficient cause to... back up off me. Regardless of the impression with which I leave you, for the most part, I can deliver. I can get the job done, because I know how to figure stuff out.
now, there are some people who would like to believe that they have this ability. they like to believe that they can talk their way out of a sticky situation. unfortunately, they cannot.
it is not unfortunate that they do not have this ability. It is unfortunate that they sound like an ass when they think they are coming off as intelligent. It bothers me when someone tries to pass off bs on me - but given the quality of bs I can produce, don't think that your second rate caca is going to pass for roses.
these people, have not figured out that the more they say, the more they reveal about what they know (or in most cases, do not know) in fact, they more often than not have diarrhea of the mouth. this ailment is further exacerbated by their defense of their "work" or "thinking", for their defense is not only weak, but arbitrary. Most of the time the arguments contradict themselves and usually go around in circles.
when I am in a patient mood, I sometimes let them argue themselves around until they realize they are wrong, but some of them never get there - they just sit (or stand) there blustering about nothing until I walk away because I get bored or pissed or they are pink in the face...
like strawberry quik...
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
you make me sick...
posted @ 10:37 by ryan in [ Arrrggghh... ]
Thursday, December 15, 2005
build networking relationships
posted @ 10:05 by ryan in [ Arrrggghh... ]
that usually means meeting at a bar.
and that mostly means I have a rough morning the next day.
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it is the next day and I am having a very rough morning.
I cannot focus on anything - I think last night, when I got back to my apartment, my eyes wouldn't focus on the same object at the same time.
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I am trying nestea cool, yogurt scotch, and sensory therapy peace of mind.
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so far. I still can't focus.
