Patman
Rodent of Unusual Size
Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #150: Everyone sucks... except Scarlet
I swear... my sister... she's trying to see if she can get into the sports industry... not sure why but she's trying... I tell her of all people trying to get into it... and I get this entire rant on how I assume that's she's stupid and that she already knows this. How the hell do I know what she knows? Considering some of her pie in the sky hopes I never know what to assume with her.
She really does think that I've had it easy and that it is unfair to her. I've suspected she's felt like this for quite awhile. Its not my fault she went into a field where the number of credentialed people is stacked against her. She's good at what she does... I can understand she wants to shoot high and try to figure a way in... she feels that she deserves that cultural niche and I don't blame her.... but christ almighty... why the hell do I bother.
Yes, there's nothing I like more than to trying to explain what I know and then get called an inconsiderate jerk and an incomplete and damaged person... yeah, like I'm supposed to know that she knows what the sports market is like... like I spend that much time around her and gauging her knowledge base. If you think its that tough than why the hell beat me up for what you know is a reach? I put her in contact with somebody I know... maybe I don't do that next time.
edit: Its like this all the time with her. I don't know something she knows I'm a misadjusted moron savant. If I know something she doesn't I'm just a smarty pants *****. If I talk like maybe she doesn't know something she knows about she acts offended that I assumed she was stupid (which I haven't).
edit: its this idea that somehow she deserves better than what I've got... excuse me... which one of us burned ourselves out last year? Not her. I can tell you that.
The only reason I don't throw this back at her is because I don't consider it a valuable part of my time. Sadly, I only engage in the heavy retort at christmas when I feel I have to stake out territory. Which makes mom and dad oh so happy. For the most part, I just try to take it in stride knowing I didn't mean any harm... but ****ing hell.
I swear... my sister... she's trying to see if she can get into the sports industry... not sure why but she's trying... I tell her of all people trying to get into it... and I get this entire rant on how I assume that's she's stupid and that she already knows this. How the hell do I know what she knows? Considering some of her pie in the sky hopes I never know what to assume with her.
She really does think that I've had it easy and that it is unfair to her. I've suspected she's felt like this for quite awhile. Its not my fault she went into a field where the number of credentialed people is stacked against her. She's good at what she does... I can understand she wants to shoot high and try to figure a way in... she feels that she deserves that cultural niche and I don't blame her.... but christ almighty... why the hell do I bother.
Yes, there's nothing I like more than to trying to explain what I know and then get called an inconsiderate jerk and an incomplete and damaged person... yeah, like I'm supposed to know that she knows what the sports market is like... like I spend that much time around her and gauging her knowledge base. If you think its that tough than why the hell beat me up for what you know is a reach? I put her in contact with somebody I know... maybe I don't do that next time.
edit: Its like this all the time with her. I don't know something she knows I'm a misadjusted moron savant. If I know something she doesn't I'm just a smarty pants *****. If I talk like maybe she doesn't know something she knows about she acts offended that I assumed she was stupid (which I haven't).
edit: its this idea that somehow she deserves better than what I've got... excuse me... which one of us burned ourselves out last year? Not her. I can tell you that.
The only reason I don't throw this back at her is because I don't consider it a valuable part of my time. Sadly, I only engage in the heavy retort at christmas when I feel I have to stake out territory. Which makes mom and dad oh so happy. For the most part, I just try to take it in stride knowing I didn't mean any harm... but ****ing hell.
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