I actually went out with some class mates the other day and managed to stay quite sober. But somehow I got in a fight with some girl. A stranger. Won't bore you with the details, but it ended up with her just being a total jerk with absolutely no political analyzing skills whatsoever and the rethoric of a demented five year old and me kindly enlightening her of those facts. Plus I told her she was more stupid than the nazis, wich made her run away and cry. I think she was jewish.
I feel a bit bad about the last part. Not about making her sad or upset, but making her sad and upset with something that had to do with the original discussion would have made everything much better.
Anyways, she was a moron and a jerk. And I feel remarkably good about myself. Or not as bad as I usually would have in a situation like this. I wonder if it is the lack of alcohol or if it is because I was right and won?
Friday, May 18, 2007
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