Smart/Jack/Dumb Ass

I’ve decid­ed I tend to be exces­sive­ly jerk­store when I’m hang­ing out with friends and mak­ing small talk. I think it is a com­bi­na­tion of being slight­ly bored with small talk, and only-child-try­ing-to-be-the-cen­ter-of-atten­tion-ism. As soon as some­thing inter­est­ing catch­es my atten­tion, how­ev­er, I become my basic ever-curi­ous self. Now that I real­ize why I’m an ass so often, I can con­scious­ly work to be less boor­ish. This is sci­ence.

4 thoughts on “Smart/Jack/Dumb Ass”

  1. I’m glad this epiphany came before us meet­ing each oth­er. A good friend of my sis­ter lives above you. She told me this an email today after she read my blog and put two and two togeth­er. She syas you’re head-nod friends…Tremonter, brin­ing peo­ple togeth­er.

  2. A self pro­claimed jackass…my spe­cial­ty!

    How did you man­age to fly under my radar, or miss the flam­ing sign over my head direct­ing all Jack­ass­es to me?

    (I think it’s because you’re not as bad as you think, Mon­sieur Har­vey.)

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