Enough is enough
There are times when I really can't stand older Y-chromosome-carriers. Guys who are 2, 4, or 8 years older than I am are inflicted by this I-am-older-than-you-therefore-know-more syndrome.
They patronise me. Think I'm talking out of my ass. Brush what I say aside. Tell me: "You don't know anything" or "It's different from what you think. I know because I'm: 1) older, 2) working, 3) speaking from experience." Or they call me a liar by saying: "No, I don't think you'll actually do that." Fucking BULLshit. If I say something, I am definitely thinking seriously about doing it.
Times like this, I get so frustrated that I wish time could speed up so I can just Fucking SHOW them. But I don't actually want to grow older at a faster rate. I want to enjoy and savour every moment of my life. I don't want to get old and wrinkly just because of a bunch of random guys at different points in my life, who may have issues of their own. But the fact is, I have a bit of a chip on my shoulder about stupid idiotic males who think they know it all. And yet I don't want to spend all of my life being angry, and wanting to Prove things to skeptics. The world will never be short of skeptics who take joy in deriding other people.
You know what? Yes, You might be older. But so fucking what? It just means you have less time in life to play with. Your time is running out, your tape is running down. Yes I'm growing older. Yes in the long run we're all dead. But just because you've used up more of your Life Time, doesn't mean I'm not going to live my life to the fullest in My own way, My own time. Just because You have had your experiences, doesn't mean my experience will be the same as yours. Doesn't mean that I won't have pulled through on what I said I wanted to, or will do.
My choice is my own. Yes there are times when I'm terrified. When I think I will be miserable. But you know what? I chose that. I want to experience the full range of emotions and life experiences. This is what I chose for now. This is the next piece in the great jigsaw puzzle that is my life. I have a picture of how it looks like in my mind.
I used to prefer guys At Least 2 years older than me. But now I'm beginning to think that all the stupid guys out in the world think they're just oh so smart and wise. There's definitely something to be said for guys my age or just a year older.
Alternatively, I could just forget they exist at all.
They patronise me. Think I'm talking out of my ass. Brush what I say aside. Tell me: "You don't know anything" or "It's different from what you think. I know because I'm: 1) older, 2) working, 3) speaking from experience." Or they call me a liar by saying: "No, I don't think you'll actually do that." Fucking BULLshit. If I say something, I am definitely thinking seriously about doing it.
Times like this, I get so frustrated that I wish time could speed up so I can just Fucking SHOW them. But I don't actually want to grow older at a faster rate. I want to enjoy and savour every moment of my life. I don't want to get old and wrinkly just because of a bunch of random guys at different points in my life, who may have issues of their own. But the fact is, I have a bit of a chip on my shoulder about stupid idiotic males who think they know it all. And yet I don't want to spend all of my life being angry, and wanting to Prove things to skeptics. The world will never be short of skeptics who take joy in deriding other people.
You know what? Yes, You might be older. But so fucking what? It just means you have less time in life to play with. Your time is running out, your tape is running down. Yes I'm growing older. Yes in the long run we're all dead. But just because you've used up more of your Life Time, doesn't mean I'm not going to live my life to the fullest in My own way, My own time. Just because You have had your experiences, doesn't mean my experience will be the same as yours. Doesn't mean that I won't have pulled through on what I said I wanted to, or will do.
My choice is my own. Yes there are times when I'm terrified. When I think I will be miserable. But you know what? I chose that. I want to experience the full range of emotions and life experiences. This is what I chose for now. This is the next piece in the great jigsaw puzzle that is my life. I have a picture of how it looks like in my mind.
I used to prefer guys At Least 2 years older than me. But now I'm beginning to think that all the stupid guys out in the world think they're just oh so smart and wise. There's definitely something to be said for guys my age or just a year older.
Alternatively, I could just forget they exist at all.
5 Comments:
As in they patronize you on working issues or life issues or just anything under the roof??
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meeloop, at 2:27 PM
As in they're a buncha old bumbf*cks. Who needs 'em. Kick their asses, e*
- Steve
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Anonymous, at 4:41 AM
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Anonymous, at 4:41 AM
older doesnt mean wiser, they are just pulling their weights around so that people will not easily realise that their heads make a hollow sound when knocke. Knock, knock! Helloooo...anybody home??*echo...echo...*
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vyanne, at 10:51 AM
i'm referring to at least 3 different guys in here.
they are dismissive and/or patronising in different things, some times it is work, some times life in general.
it frustrates me because they can always say: "i'm working and you're not. it's different. you don't know." (this was esp in the past. and now too, while i'm training.)
and then by a quirk of time, they're always that bit ahead of me (in terms of years).
i get frustrated when Anyone patronises me really, male or female. it just so happens that i've had a string of males who have used their age to trump me over the past three years. i don't think age is necessarily a good barometer of wisdom or common-sense.
it frustrates me when they use age as an argument, cos there is simply no winning against that one, because i Am younger than them. will that then make me less right than them all my life??
anyway, i wrote that entry when i was angry. a lot of it is just to vent (not that it doesn't matter to me), but it's not something i want to dwell on.
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e*, at 4:32 PM
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