Have you ever noticed how you (or most people) have "that one guy" in your (their) circle of acquaintances who is in the middle of some sort of drama all the time?
Usually, when out with that guy...excuses for bad/stupid behavior have to be made, or there is a "friendly chat" with a guy like me in a blue uniform?
But...you carry a gun. You claim to be "reasonable and responsible" adult...yet you still hang out with "that guy". That guy seems to allow his mouth to overload his ass more often than not, and you may or may not have had to step in to either keep him from getting that aforementioned ass handed to him, or to keep him from trying to hand an ass to someone else with varying degrees of success. You might even think it's "fun" or "just the way he is".
Has the thought that maybe your choice of friends is less than spectacular? Maybe the thought has never crossed your mind and you aren't bothered by the repetitive stupid behavior?
Birds of a feather...
You are judged by the company you keep...
Guilt by association...
I have long since come to the decision that "That Guy" has no place in my life. Not since I was a sophomore in college. I decided, after a particularly nasty dust up at a college bar in Tucson that nearly got me arrested because of "That Guy", it was time to pop smoke and pull the EJECT handle on any "That Guy" in my life.
I saw it many times during my career...That Guy...was often the ground zero for stupidity within a group and the rest of the group got sucked in with varying degrees of culpability. No, it is not all That Guy's fault, because shame on you for not disassociating yourself from him. But, given the repeated situations you find yourself in when That Guy is around, maybe this would be a clue that the smart move would be to do just that.
I ran into my old That Guy a couple of years ago. Nearly thirty years removed, I bumped into him in Tucson. At nearly fifty years old, he still lived near the UofA campus, delivered pizza for one of the local joints and though he has several degrees and an advanced degree...he is unemployable in his field because of all the years he spent being That Guy.
He wonders why his life sucks...but he still drinks at the bars on 4th Avenue and tries to live the life of an undergrad.
His circle of friends are dirt heads and other medical marijuana card carriers and other That Guys who have been ejected from real adults who have learned how to adult in an adult manner.
So, if you think That Guy in your group won't be more trouble than he's worth, when you really need him not to be...That Guy won't disappoint you, but he might just be the catalyst that forces you to have to use your gun and create a whole new nightmare for you.
Just sayin...
Usually, when out with that guy...excuses for bad/stupid behavior have to be made, or there is a "friendly chat" with a guy like me in a blue uniform?
But...you carry a gun. You claim to be "reasonable and responsible" adult...yet you still hang out with "that guy". That guy seems to allow his mouth to overload his ass more often than not, and you may or may not have had to step in to either keep him from getting that aforementioned ass handed to him, or to keep him from trying to hand an ass to someone else with varying degrees of success. You might even think it's "fun" or "just the way he is".
Has the thought that maybe your choice of friends is less than spectacular? Maybe the thought has never crossed your mind and you aren't bothered by the repetitive stupid behavior?
Birds of a feather...
You are judged by the company you keep...
Guilt by association...
I have long since come to the decision that "That Guy" has no place in my life. Not since I was a sophomore in college. I decided, after a particularly nasty dust up at a college bar in Tucson that nearly got me arrested because of "That Guy", it was time to pop smoke and pull the EJECT handle on any "That Guy" in my life.
I saw it many times during my career...That Guy...was often the ground zero for stupidity within a group and the rest of the group got sucked in with varying degrees of culpability. No, it is not all That Guy's fault, because shame on you for not disassociating yourself from him. But, given the repeated situations you find yourself in when That Guy is around, maybe this would be a clue that the smart move would be to do just that.
I ran into my old That Guy a couple of years ago. Nearly thirty years removed, I bumped into him in Tucson. At nearly fifty years old, he still lived near the UofA campus, delivered pizza for one of the local joints and though he has several degrees and an advanced degree...he is unemployable in his field because of all the years he spent being That Guy.
He wonders why his life sucks...but he still drinks at the bars on 4th Avenue and tries to live the life of an undergrad.
His circle of friends are dirt heads and other medical marijuana card carriers and other That Guys who have been ejected from real adults who have learned how to adult in an adult manner.
So, if you think That Guy in your group won't be more trouble than he's worth, when you really need him not to be...That Guy won't disappoint you, but he might just be the catalyst that forces you to have to use your gun and create a whole new nightmare for you.
Just sayin...