I wish I knew...  

SlimGoodGuy 39M
154 posts
8/18/2006 11:59 am

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8/23/2006 9:13 am

I wish I knew...

I wish I knew why so many people take issue with me. I have no idea why people don't get along with me. I know I'm a little confrontational, but not in a bad way. I don't call them names. I just like questioning something when it doesn't make sense.

CB_2 52F

8/18/2006 1:16 pm

Maybe they are just jealous of your hot body (assuming it's the one in the pic I can see!). Some people don't like it when you call a spade a spade. Personally, I'm more likely to call it a fucking shovel, so you can imagine how some of them get on with me!

Blogito ergo sum.

SlimGoodGuy 39M

8/20/2006 12:43 pm

Hot body? Pigs must be flying somewhere. Anyway, it's usually not a problem around here. It happens more in real life day to day interactions and recently on another site where I came across a lot of materialistic discussions where I spoke up. I have since removed my account from there. I think it has to do with the ages of people I surround myself with. If they're around my age or younger, I'm too serious or responsible for them and if I'm in an older crowd, it's usually not a problem.

tracy_de_lacy 106F
9268 posts
8/23/2006 3:16 am

I have the same problem my real life. If you question anything you are seen as a problem. I found this to be a real problem when I was a mature student. For some reason students are expected to know nothing. So if I questioned what I was being told, I was a problem. It was mostly the younger people who felt I knew too much about life. I was supposed to keep all my experience of the years to myself. Example, being taught about 60's and 70's makeup and fashions. I was there, I remember it, so when the tutor who was 20 years younger than me spouted nonsense about what people wore, based on vogue magazines, etc, I would speak up and say this isn't realistic. I was accused of being a know it all.

It is a problem to be intelligent in this world and to have an enquiring mind.

Bye everyone, it was a blast

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