Assholic Backfire Moment Workshop

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1. Describe an asshole moment of yours that backfired.

2. How did it make you feel / what did you learn from it?

1. Waiting for a pickup order at the sushi place, it's just me, the cashier, and this well-dressed grinning middle aged man who is playing every single ringtone on his phone, hella loud, non-stop. A few times I just stare at him like he crayzie but he keep pumpin out the blipjams and smiling. When he walks out with his food I shake my head and tell the cashier all sarcastically, "DAMN! Guess he just got a phone for the first time eh? Heh heh heh!" Cashier: "He comes here all the time. His wife and son die this year in car accident, he go a little crazy, he is very sad, he's always playing with the phone music, it makes him happy." Me: EURGHHHSH:LKSJSFJLK

2. Like an asshole / I learned that sometimes you gotta let people do their own thing, because I know that when I go through rough shit I'm constantly sketch out in public (closing eyes, moaning, random scowling) and people don't say anything.

― LeCoq (LeCoq), Tuesday, 30 November 2004 03:57 (twenty-one years ago)

I could have sworn this was going to be a thread about farting.

― o. nate (onate), Tuesday, 30 November 2004 04:02 (twenty-one years ago)

1. At my new school, I once made fun of the student body president for sounding like a mumble-mouth when he did the announcements over the public-address system. "How did someone who can't fucking speak get elected to office?" I asked. I was then informed that the student body president was half-deaf and had worked very hard to overcome his "handicap".

2. If I hear someone a politician speaking all mumbly-mouthed, assume that they're either half-deaf or from Rhode Island. In any case, keep my own mouth SHUT.

― Pleasant Plains (Pleasant Plains), Tuesday, 30 November 2004 04:02 (twenty-one years ago)

I admit it. I'm an assholic.

*smattering of applause*

― donut christ (donut), Tuesday, 30 November 2004 04:04 (twenty-one years ago)

admitting assholism is half the battle.

― donut christ (donut), Tuesday, 30 November 2004 04:05 (twenty-one years ago)

1. noticing criss-cross markings on a work colleague/new friend's arms that looked somewhat like an allergic rash (at least that's what i tell myself), i nudged her and said, what happened, been slicing yourself up today? She laughed and said "nah not today but i used to when i was a bit younger and clinically depressed".

2. i wished for the floor to swallow me up. i think the thing that made me feel worst was that she was so nonchalant about it and not the least bit upset at my insensitivity, which was an awesome attitude on her part. i learned not to comment on physical features/markings that aren't really any of my business and don't actually matter a bit in the scheme of things.

― gem (trisk), Tuesday, 30 November 2004 04:09 (twenty-one years ago)

I hope that story is true, LeCoq, because I can't stop laughing at it.

― Paul Eater (eater), Tuesday, 30 November 2004 04:22 (twenty-one years ago)

It's true! It happened this summer and I felt like pooooo all night because of it.

― LeCoq (LeCoq), Tuesday, 30 November 2004 05:33 (twenty-one years ago)

1. Sophomore year of high school I was in a photography class. On the 8x10 drying rack I found a silver gel print of a gigantic pair of (unfettered) boobs. I held them up to my chest and sashayed over to my friend Eddy, falsettoing 'Hey, big boy, want a good time tonight?' The room went kind of dead, and my photography teacher Kr1s Str33t informed me that the boobs pictured belonged to her daughter. She was pretty cool about it, though, and asked when I was going to put my other foot in my mouth.

2. I learned that you shouldn't pretend boobs that aren't yours are yours.

― Remy Snush (x Jeremy), Tuesday, 30 November 2004 06:14 (twenty-one years ago)

Junior year of high school, drama class. We're talking about acting, of course. The girl next to me starts to writhe uncontrollably. "And that's an example of over-acting," I quipped. She was actually having an epileptic seizure. I don't think my eyes left the ground for the rest of the day.

― mike a, Tuesday, 30 November 2004 19:03 (twenty-one years ago)

Years ago I was temping at a printing plant where I was assigned to resort a badly collated set of documents. Thinking I was being funny, I muttered to my supervisor something to the effect of "who did the manager for this project sleep with to get a job?"

Turns out the project manager in question was the girlfriend of the owner's son.

― j.lu (j.lu), Tuesday, 30 November 2004 19:25 (twenty-one years ago)

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