Because let's face it, there's no way I'm going to do that. For one, I don't dare, and for two, it'd just be awkward.
Let's say I do happen to think you're a prick. Let's say your name's Tim, and you're loud, and obnoxious, and you're one of those people who's really into fancy dress parties, and you overuse the word 'random', and you do that thing where you 'drink' the last crumbs from a packet of crisps, and you're always the first one to start up a 'rubbish bag' during long-distance car journeys, and every time you make me a cup of tea you comment on how many sugars I have, and you're always going on about how you haven't got the internet at home like that somehow makes you better than me, and you talk about Dave Gorman all the fucking time, and you roll the sleeves up on all your shirts even though it makes your head look way too big for your body. Let's say all that. Well, I can't just tell you that to your face.
Which is why I'll either: A) slag you off behind your back, the good old-fashioned way, or B) change your name and write a blog entry about it.
You know, like a real man.
4 comments:
If you don't like me, I'd rather you said it to my face=I'd rather you learned to like me.
Which isn't going to happen. Tim is a douchebag, and your constructive criticism can't help him. He's not going to get the internets. He thinks he can argue with you about the minute points of his douchbaginess, but in truth, he's a lost cause. And there's no reason to tell someone he's a lost cause.
The only person worse than a douche with a laptop in Starbucks is a douche without a laptop in Starbucks, who spends his time being condescending to the other douches. But in the end, it's just overpriced coffee for douches, right? Might as well surf the web while you're being cheated.
pahahahaha. this site is brilliant :)
I always like to think I am too nice to slag people off to their face. What they don't know can't hurt them surely? If I was to tell Nicola I thought she is a miserable, twisted old bag with a moustache she would get upset, therefore I am protecting her feelings by telling everyone else in the office behind her back :)
I hate so many little things. I love your site.
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