Continuing with my last post, you can probably tell now after four years that I don’t generally curse.
Don’t think I’ve ever told you why so now’s about as good a time as any:
Up in Cornell, there’s a small gym in this res hall called Dickson. Used to go there with my buddy Eric all of time. One night, about twenty (20!) years ago, these two pretty girls were working out there and I started chatting them up – eh, it’s a hobby.
After about ten minutes, they got up and quickly left the gym and I turned to Eric and said, “What’s their #$@#$ problem?”
Eric, disgusted, put down his weights and said, “You’re kidding me right? You talk like you’re from the gutter, every word was ‘f___,’ or, ‘s___’ or, ‘m___f___’ – and you’re a English major? What’s your problem?” He stood up and left too and I sat there, mortified. Never heard myself speak before; my voice.
Sounded like what’d you expect from a fella born to penniless immigrant parents outside an industrial park in Queens, New York.
Said once that someone else’s opinion of you’s nonea your business. However, your own opinion of yourself is your business.
My opiniona myself at that moment was less than stellar.
Stopped cursing casually that day twenty years ago. Don’t hold others to the same standard; just a personal choice I make for myself.
Look, sometimes something happens where the only adequate response is WTF? But most times, another of the 880,000 words in the English language’re probably better.
Then again, this is just my opinion. And what’s my opinion, really?
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Location: bundling up to go shovel again
Music: the only thing I did good was scrapping Until the end of time
YASYCTAI: Take a look at yourself. (30 mins/1 pt)