Ok, so often I am told that I am really mean, or really cold hearted just because a lot of times I tell the truth. Basically, sometimes people are on bullshit, and if you call them on that it does not necessarrily mean that you think you are perfect, or even perfect on that same subject, but damn how far is politeness really taking any of us?
A few examples, have you ever seen people who are out in the streets just looking bad? I mean real fucked up, hair shitty, clothes ill fitting and messed up, skin bad, just basically unhealthy. I mean look we all know things happen, and you can't hide in the house, but trust me, 3 times in a row if you are in the street looking through people are talking about it even if they aren't saying anything to you. Is it really that mean to ask someone what's the deal? I won't guess what is wrong but if you used to be a person who was meticulous in your look, and now you look sick for a while, someone needs to tell you you're not looking good. In college especially you would have been amazed how many people thought they were hiding their issues that weren't.
Is it mean to have standards? Number one thing that pisses me off is when you are out here living your life and people want to get mad because you didn't give this "good" man or woman a chance... I mean damn if I am not feeling a chick, I am not going to laugh at her in public but I am also not going to take her out spend a bunch of money and try to get to know this woman I am not interested in. Also along those lines if we do go out and you don't meet my standards (this means, amongst other things, those chicks who come on dates with me in jeans and a t-shirt, WTF?) I am not really going to call you back, and hell I don't think I need to "break up" with someone that I only went on one or two dates with. Am I tripping?
Is it really mean to tell someone to get their shit together? I mean hey I know my money aint quite right yet, therefore I don't even pretend that I should be calling myself seriously hollerin at anyone. I know I know, people tell me that it shouldn't matter and folks should support you anyway. that is Bullshyt, we are grown. Ladies, I respect the fact that you got bills, and you don't really need a broke nigga hanging around. Same thing, my boys who are out here making moves don't really need to take on an albatross with a 350 credit score and an addiction to Prada bags on their $25K a year salary? I just don't see why its mean to say that you don't want that type of shit in your life. Yeah if you are on the bad end it hurts, rejection always hurts, but damn lets be realistic.
Fact is in the end I call it like I see it... People let too much hyperbole and exagerration go, and if you call it, you're mean. Fact is, that all those people who call in to the quiet storm and whispers in the dark talking about how they love such and such forever is bullshit. Those men and women I know who "love" their significant other more than life except when they are bonin' random folks they meet in the club are bullshit. I can't really let you cry on my soldier about how you gave your all to your relationship when I know all the ass you got on the side. I may not kick you while you are down, but there has got to be a limit.
Mind you, I don't need to convince that I am right, most things I may say once and never bring it up again, or just not comment on your pity parties, or just refuse to co-sign certain shit, because personally I can't stand when someone psycho-analyzes me and then tries to argue me down to convince me they are right and I really hate myself. I only mean real basic shit, like if you know how much I eat McDonalds and Harold's and you hear me bitch about not having a six pack (unless I mean a six pack of coke) you have the right to smack me (figuratively... you can only literally smack me if you see me wearing white framed sunglasses in the club, or drinking a corona with grenadine in it...)
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