Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Just Cut the Crap!


I hate pretense. Absolutely irritates the Hell out of me. The constant need to put on a show whenever possible; I see it all the time. Maybe I’m just picking at something insignificant, yet it bothers me just the same. I hate it when people walk around wherever they go and feel the need to bring a cup of coffee with them; this seems to be a recurring theme at the workplace. I can’t tell you how many times I have had someone give something to me with one hand, while with their other hand their holding some kind of Starbucks cup, ready to drink at a moment’s notice. Yet they don’t really drink the coffee. They just stand there and hold the cup like it’s a prop. I don’t even like the smell of coffee, so I am already irritated. Now I have to stand by and watch as the coffee cup sets the pace. Everything revolves around this prop; body language, mannerisms, how someone speaks, etc. It’s too much!

What does this mean? Does walking around with a cup of coffee enhance who you are? Does it make you cool? Is there a special privilege that I am unaware of? Honestly, I think it’s dumb. Maybe dumb is a harsh word; however there is no need for this ridiculous habit. I have had people come to me at my job from different departments, from different floors, with a cup of coffee in hand. Are we supposed to be sharing a moment together? Are we celebrating moments of our lives? Is it supposed to be a peace offering? Hey, I like chocolate milk, but you don’t see me carrying a container of it with me wherever I go. At least I would have the decency to take a sip, just so we can get past the suspense of whether or not I will take the plunge. Just to be annoying, or maybe just to start a trend I will carry around a container of chocolate milk, Nestles of course!
  
I’m ranting. I’m ranting over something that I can’t control, and really should just leave alone. Am I alone about the pretentiousness of the whole thing? I know I’m not. Deep down I’m sure there are those who feel the same way that I do. Join me when I say STOP THE MADNESS!!

Sunday, September 25, 2011

What Now...

Nothing earth shattering but something to talk about none the less. I recently found out that one of my friends defriended me on Facebook. Honestly, it doesn't surprise me. She did try to reach out to me via Facebook messaging as well as actually call me at home. I came up short, I hate to admit. I never did answer her nor did I return her phone calls. I suppose I took her for granted, expecting that when I got ready I could pick up the phone at anytime I wanted and she would welcome me with open arms, without question. Well I never did get around to calling her, causing her to take matters into her own hands. Who knows how long its been since she defriended me; I can't answer that. I just happened to be on my Facebook page yesterday and I went through my friends list just out of curiosity. She was nowhere to be found. I went through my list one more time just to be sure, although if she wasn't there the first time what in the Hell makes me think she would be there the second time around. It was obvious she was gone. I admit I was annoyed; she had the audacity to defriend me? Really? Considering our history? Really? She must be out of her mind! Yeah, I know, a bit harsh, but still!

After finally getting the spelling of her name right I found her and decided to reach out to her. Although I did not ask her if she was out of her mind for what she did, I did call her on it, almost demanding an explanation. I mean who was she to defriend me. With a little guilt she would pay for that. Well she finally answered me. Oh boy, did she answer me! I won't go into detail about what she said; lets just say she did not mince words. To my surprise, she actually hit a nerve because she was right.

So you're wondering what the point is right? Well my point is that we live in uncertain times. Its easy to say one thing, but have your actions mean something else. The idea of friendship is simple. I like you, you like me, we click. It makes since that something comes of having this connection with each other. If nothing else a friendship develops. We spend time together, doing things that we can look back on with fondness. Given enough time a bond hopefully grows that becomes unbreakable. That's my idea of friendship, but what does it mean to be friends in today's world? What defines friendship to others? A large list on some social network that's considered hip? Its funny how long it took me to even realize we were no longer "friends." In a sense I was humbled because she ended the relationship instead of me. I let her down in her mind. If she had never defriended me would I have taken the time to reach out; no. I would have taken pride at my little list of friends that I have acquired and kept it moving, hoping at some point to add more "friends." Exactly what does she mean to me? I do miss her. There was life before Facebook believe it or not. Moments shared, both good and bad. After thinking about what she wrote back to me I decided to put my ego to the side and apologize. That was yesterday. The ball is in her court.  I'm waiting for a response even as I write this piece. Do I think she will let bygones be bygones and have me back in her life? Or is that just wishful thinking? What now?

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Please Allow me to Introduce Myself

Welcome true believers. History is being made as we speak. The Tony Dolemite perspective is in full effect courtesy of One Bad Apple. Yes, I am Tony Dolemite, and for however long I can I will bring you my point of view, no matter how fucked up you think it is. Yes, there will be foul language used, and plenty of it. By no means am I setting out to revolutionize the concept of blogging. Am I an authority figure on any particular subject, no. However, I do feel that I can contribute as much as anyone else can. I won't pigeon hole myself and talk about one subject all the time, that would be BORING!!!. Rather I will discuss issues at random and hope I can at least entertain you, provoking thought and meaningful dialogue in exchange. The ride may be bumpy, but that's how I like it. GET READY!