Closet Extremist

It’s an Outrage!

Friends and neighbors, I’m here to tell you that the Great Munuvian Susie of Practical Penumbra has passed judgment on me, and found me wanting. I mean that when I saw this, I broke my monocle in outrage. After retrieving a second eyepiece, I looked again to ensure that my eyes did not deceive me, and damned if I didn’t break my second monocle of the evening, as it was true.

Let’s convene the jury, and take a look at the facts. I put up this brilliant post about disrespect in the workplace. Susie publicly proclaims that it was me that spawned the idea. She finally finds the time to respond with her own ideas. And then she just runs with it. And now there’s a contest.

So now that the facts are in, does any body else here think that I should have been chosen as a Judge? Hmmn?

What’s that you say? Bill is not on my blogroll. Well fine! He’s there now. I’ve been reading Bill since before he took his Christmas hiatus (the bastard didn’t blog anything for almost two weeks!), and I’m telling you I didn’t know how to be Intelligent at that time because he wasn’t showing me the opposite.

I don’t know Stupid? I mean I’m uneducated like Emma, doesn’t that qualify me? All I can say here is that I’ve seen stupid and I’ve been stupid, and I know stupid!

Will I enter the contest to prove that I know stupid? Maybe I will and maybe I won’t. Probably I won’t, just so she doesn’t get the satisfaction of rubbing the idea she stole from me in my face.

I know I’m just a newbie here, but does that give her the right to look down on me from her “Ivory Penumbra” and pass judgment on me? Just slap me in the face with my own idea, and I’d be fine with that? Well I’ll tell you that “this aggression will not stand, man”.

I tried sucking up to her by putting her on my blogroll. I tried making nice comments on her posts. Nothing works with her. I guess that I’m just going to be the “redheaded stepchild” forever.

I can accept the fact that I’m not to be a judge. I can accept that despite coming on to me at first, she now finds me to be uninteresting. I mean I’m still cute, but in a “toxic festering” sort of way. Just like someone of her power, step on the little people to get to the top. I don’t know how I’ll get back at her, but rest assured, victory will be mine!

I’ll find some way to drag myself up to her level, and then we’ll compete as equals. I’m a guy, so I’m going to win!

As long as she doesn’t pull her gender card on me, then I’m screwed.

Posted by Johnny - Oh at April 19, 2004 12:35 AM