Very well! Yeah, they've both been on my list for quite a while, actually. I will put some urgency on that.
An obedient peon who shows up for work on time, doesn't cross when the man is red, doesn't ask too many questions, and politely smiles and bends over when the time is due for the next shafting.
In the first paragraph you say you choose to not be you, but in the second you make it sound like you feel forced. You should elaborate on the second paragraph. I'd be interested to hear your definition of lunacy.
Productive for instance. It's not like I have a problem hiding my inner me or something, I live in a pretty liberal country.
For the most part I am... I have people all the time telling me I'm rude, or I'm weird, but what I want to know is who made the rules on what is right, what is not rude and what is 'normal'. it's a crack of religous conformity I'm sure... that's where most of the rules come from... promiscuousity is bad and so on and so forth.... fuck that.
I say I choose not be me fully, and I make that choice because, apparently, I'm a bit out there. How do I define lunacy? In my ideal setting, I am extremely impulsive and whimsical. I am fearless. I do and say what I want, when I want. I don't concern myself with rules apart from my own morality. I believe in myself completely, and I don't care what anyone thinks. I consider every day an adventure. This combination of attributes has lead to some pretty interesting events in my life. And these events, along with the things I say, inclines some people to consider me a madman. Good crazy, mostly. My ideal setting is not a big city where I go to work every day and get on the grind. But that is where I find myself at the moment. Here, I can't afford to be my living-in-the-moment self, because I would not have work to grant me the means with which to escape society once again. I don't think I'm insane. I think I'm one of the sanest motherfuckers on the planet. But to society, I am not fearless, I am careless. I am not confident, I am arrogant. I'm not impulsive, I lack the ability to plan things out properly. So yes, I feel a bit forced, but it is my decision, and I've made it for my own greater good. Like I said, I'm not made for society, but I have the ability to exist within it as a means to an end.
Not really, but that is the perfect member of society, would you not agree? I live within its rules and limitations to the extent I have to, and only as a means to an end.
i can be myself around friends and family. at work kinda, but i have to hold back a lot. i dont think i am completely what society wants me to be but somewhat i suppose.
That pretty much sums it up for me too. Except the saying as little as possible, because I can't do that with my job. I am on the way to being self-employed, so hopefully I will never have to succumb to anyone else's standards again.
Nah, I have to clean up (conform) a bit for work. I was growing dreads and I have my lobes stretched a bit and I had to lose the dreads and I stopped wearing my plugs to work because of the negative attention I was bringing to myself and also to my company. I do pest control and people just don't want to see a dread head with stretched lobes walking around their house or business.
I'm not entirely free to be me. For the most part I am but if left to my own will. I would have a bit of a different deal going on. I have fun and enjoy who I am now but societal demands dictate a few of my behaviors and much of my dress code. This business deal of mine prevents me from being the full me.
Lol! You called somebody a fuckin idiot, didn't you? Considering every job I've ever had has had the same positions(slacker, power hungry etc) with different faces, I'm willing to bet you called somebody a fuckin idiot. :cheers2:
I think Fitzy doesn't like fat people or something like that. Personally I don't think you should use the scooters just for overweightness, especially when seniors are waiting to use them. But, not all fat people steal the walmart scooters and they just like to eat, which is good. it means they're happy because they're not bitchy and hungry.