Because if it is, just tell me. I can take it. Do I look like a total shit-for-brains idiot? Is "stupid" tattooed somewhere on my forehead where only others can see it? Am I signing "I'm a dumbass" when I talk expressively with my hands? Is it the rack?
Really. I really want to know what it is that makes some people assume that I take the short bus and eat mud pies while sitting in the front yard in my underwear.
I had to take Henry to an avian vet here yesterday, and even though he is a near perfect specimen of the Amazona aestiva species, at the perfect weight, perfect plumage, and in perfect health, the fucktard vet felt compelled to tell me how to feed my own perfect fucking bird.
The 11-year-old bird I have taken care of for over 10 years. The bird who in all those years has had no health issues, not one problem whatsoever. The bird who every time I take him to his usual vet who's known him since he was hatched, RAVES about his great health and feisty attitude.
So tell me then, why do you think you need to stand there and tell me how and what to feed my healthy bird when you just told me you usually don't see birds in such good shape? And after I just told you I feed him the best food on the market, which you can't even get in this backwater country so I have to ship it in from the States?
It's one thing to remind me about what to do for his good health - it's another to stand there and lecture me like I just picked him up at a swap meet. You just examined a beautiful bird in perfect health and now you think you need to tell me how to take care of him? You pompous ass clown.
Here's a tip - when your head is that far up your own ass, don't talk. Nothing you say will make a damn bit of sense with all that shit in your mouth. Except for this one thing, he seemed like an OK guy. I'm sure he's a good vet and he does good work. But why the fuck does this happen? I'm so tired of it.
Maybe because I'm so easygoing, people assume I'm slow. I can be an asshole, believe me, it's no trouble. Lots of other people do it and perhaps they've achieved great success as a result. Maybe that can be my "something new" for June.
Or, perhaps I should embrace this as an opportunity. If I get people believing that I'm a total tard, maybe I can start taking advantage of them in all sorts of ways. That could be a solution to a few problems. Maybe I could qualify for disability. Get a free Rascal Scooter.