Today I was walking on a sidewalk, a man in his thirties sees my T- Shirt that says UNEMPLOYED, and so he blew in disgust and mumbled something unintelligable to himself in a disgusted voice.
What was the psychological reason I offended him and affronted his sensibilities? He was carrying grocery bags, so he probably lives on my block. If I notice him in public somewhere, I shall apprise him how I live off of the fat of my family and how I spend the time on my hands and if he wants to make something of it, I'm gonna charge him. This is the umpteenth time people who are strangers to me or partial strangers got fed up with me for being a fun-haver and for resting like an old setter by the fireplace and for not being adulty serious and for not feeling any masculine tug. If my name were Christina, my guess is that this would not offend anyone at all. Why does it? --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "AlexBennettProgram" group. To post to this group, send email to [email protected] To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/alexbennettprogram?hl=en -~----------~----~----~----~------~----~------~--~---
