I Hate Fake People
26 April 2010
Seriously, I have no time left for fake people. I have no time left for posers. And yet, I'm sitting here writing about these asshats like they matter. Clearly they matter to me on some level. It's just so frustrating. I have to be there, on top of my game, when I'm on shift, when I'm with my kids, when I'm asleep for crying out loud. I don't have time to be a fricken' poser, or to beat around the bush. I have time to hit the nail on the head, get straight to the point, dig deep and get this done. When I find time to bop around online, or kick it with my friends, I cherish that time and make the most of it. Even when I'm shaking things down and letting go of my professional self, I still keep it real--stay true to who I am. Isn't everyone too busy to be bothering to be fake and stupid? Apparently not. Why can't people EVER just cut to the skinny and be honest?
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