Oh Idiots! Lately I have been finding myself getting really worked up over idiots. In my world, an idiot is also known as an asshole, bitch, drunk, dumbass, drug addict, pretentious prick…the list goes on. I have found myself letting these idiots ruin my day. The idiots have been especially plaguing me the past month. Whether it’s the smug douchebag at the bar scolding my friend for not tipping the hot bartender to his standards, the surly bartender for taking down the sign and putting it up to my friend’s face who innocently got the price wrong, the girl who spills her drink on me, the guy who almost runs me over, the ballerinas on the Fulton 5 in the summer, and any other mean-spirited, ignorant soul that crosses my path….I get worked up. Lately, I’ve begun to stand up to these idiots and occasionally confront them on their douchery. But sometimes the aftermath of the confrontation is not as rewarding as I thought. I stew and I dwell and I wonder how people can be so terrible to one another. My mom once told me “Jackie, the world is full of assholes. You have to get used to them. They’ve everywhere no matter the profession or city.” I guess I’m still trying to get used to them/forget that they exist but I am constantly being reminded that they do. There’s gotta be a middle ground between sensitive and jaded. I’m trying to find that middle ground. For now, I am committed to not letting idiots ruin my day and my good times.