For example, I’ll walk up to a strange girl and ask her if she wants to see my pipes.
Then I’ll flex…
Booya, it’s all fun and games until somebody gets punched in the face, but nobody hits a man who says obnoxious things in the most charming of ways…
Bad obnoxious—A girl I barely know on Facebook sends a Christmas letter. In her four page letter she talks about her amazing kids, blah, blah, her blowing up company, blah, blah, and her super hero husband, blah, blah. I barely skimmed the headings of this generic letter that went out to 60 others, including her parents…
Now, I’m sure this poor girl intended well in her message; I mean, she wrote about how important it felt for “her” to reconnect with “her” friends.
Shit stars I thought, this letter is so personal only she should read it!
Ha, knee slapper for me. Now lets look at another christmas letter approach…
I have a cousin who sends a christmas card to my parents every year. This year, like last year, I opened the card, “Merry Christmas uncle Ed and Aunty Eileen,” hmm I thought, I can’t believe that my cousin who works full time, has five kids under the age of 12 (playing on three different hockey teams) takes family time to hand write christmas cards. The card ends with 7 signatures, school pictures, and the words, “We can’t wait to see you guys again.”
What an adorable family inviting others into their life like that. Talk about holiday cheer.
A story like that should be an embarrassing moment for all you people who write generic “brag letters,” and send it to your mailing list…
On Facebook a guy sends out an invite to a few of his peers. He says, “Hey guys, I’m having a little gathering at my place on December so and so. Feel free to stop by and enjoy some food and drink on me.”
A girl responds to his invite and my subconscious reads: I would attend your party but I have better things to do.
Ouch, said my subconscious mind, and I’m sure it was not the girls intention to be rude. She is simply uneducated. She is obnoxious, and besides, Facebook is the centre of obnoxious. My subconscious reads my Facebook newsfeed like this: “depressed, fake, bragging, quote by somebody else, more bragging, funny video, I love my new this, (bragging) I love my new that, (bragging) this person is amazing, (bragging) my life sucks, (bragging) and you get the picture…”
Don’t worry, I join the fun and brag on my Facebook wall as well. Why not? We live in a world where if you can do it, I can do it better, and if you win… I will act like it doesn’t bother me.
Huh? Fuck that. Losing bothers me, and I’ve lost a few times, and it bothers me. Not anymore of course, for now I am like a black panther, only I’m not black, and I’m not a Panther, doesn’t matter… I was looking in the mirror this morning and I looked good, real good…
There you have it. I sat down to spew about obnoxious people. Then I got off topic and became a bit obnoxious myself. Pardon me… the real point to my rant this holiday season is this:
The message happens in the audiences head. Its not about me, or you, it is about how our audience interprets me, or you.
Judge yourself my friends. Pay attention to how others react to what it is you say, and if you can’t make your message clear… whatever, it happens, but move forward and stop making the same old mistakes. Make new mistakes instead… and a hangover is not a mistake… Happy New Years!