Thinking Out Loud

Gather around, kids. Let me tell you the story of the day I took an umbrella to work. Sounds tedious, doesn't it? Well, let me tell it anyway. Allow me my few idiosyncrasies and I will try to lead a normal life. I was watching the weather report, not because I cared for it but the reporter was too pretty and I couldn't bother to switch channels, and I heard the words 'rain' and 'tomorrow' and for some reason these two words stuck with me, so, the next day I got out of the house with my umbrella. Now, people who know me would know that I never take an umbrella even in torrential rain. I wait for the rain to stop and then go or I would just call in sick. I like rain as I think one day a big rain would come and wash the scum of all the streets. That's right, I am Travis Bickle and De Niro portrayed me before I was born, but, I do not want to get into that surreal contemplation; that's a completely different story. On the train to work, as I was about to sit

What do you do when people you really like act like assholes? Do you tell them to their face or do you try and drop some hints? I cannot, for the life of me, hint at anything. I do not get or drop hints at all. I have told many people, if you want to say something, just say it. I now find myself in a quandary as I am unable to take my own advice. How do I tread the fine line of friendship and hostility? I probably will say it. A quick rip, blood gushes and someone will faint. Why do you need friends if you can't be straight with them? Tell it like it is and move on. Yes, words do hurt but that is a facet of life. Who said life was fair? You live, you learn, and while you are at it, say something really cheesy, so people won't forget you. Now that I have made up my mind, will someone talk to my friend and tell him he is an asshole? Why do people who are quick to judge others have no patience in finding out the truth? Has truth become a by-product of a fast-food life? I hate it w