You, My Therapist

March 24, 2007

People who use the poor sods reading their blogs as therapists are pretty pathetic, aren’t they?

That said, here’s my woe: You know that dude in the meeting who’s all difficult and antagonistic and makes everything take longer than it should and gets upset when people don’t tell him his ideas are great even though those ideas may just be shit and four out of five people in the room know it? But he’s the fifth? Yeah, yesterday I was That Guy. It’s been bugging me for 24 hours now.

Music: Dianogah, “Take Care, Olaf”



  1. I am that guy in every meeting at the juvenile court. I am not allowed to even speak in meetings anymore if anyone more than a deputy is going to be in the room.

  2. That’ll be $150.

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