Vents: Random Acts of Venting!

[Lester Sasquatch]

The operative words are "may include"

Besides ... that was just something I ran across I felt like sharing in "Random Acts of Venting!"

But if the shoe fits ...

(and trust me, big fella, that is not aimed at you.  )

Whew! I am glad. I think I fit the narcissist personality disorder due to my self centered arrogance and pride. I used to have what they call a multiple personality disorder but I lost that when a side mirror on a semi whacked my head when I was walking down the road one night.

Someone with Narcissistic Personality disorder (NPD) has at least 5 of these symptoms:

    * has a grandiose sense of self-importance (e.g., exaggerates achievements and talents, expects to be recognized as superior without
       commensurate achievements)
    * is preoccupied with fantasies of unlimited success, power, brilliance, beauty, or ideal love
    * believes that he or she is "special" and unique and can only be understood by, or should associate with, other special or high-status
       people (or institutions)
    * requires excessive admiration
    * has a sense of entitlement, i.e., unreasonable expectations of especially favorable treatment or automatic compliance with his or her
       expectations
    * is interpersonally exploitative, i.e., takes advantage of others to achieve his or her own ends
    * lacks empathy: is unwilling to recognize or identify with the feelings and needs of others
    * is often envious of others or believes that others are envious of him or her
    * shows arrogant, haughty behaviors or attitudes

[followsthewolf]

Was it the impact of the mirror or the reflection?

[Palehorse]

Was it the impact of the mirror or the reflection?

[LOsborne]

  Oh, tell me the leader...self-justifying contradictions, strange and magical "thinking," totally irrelevent questions and lots and lots of pitiful boasting... FORGET IT

I think I have another winner. Sandy stole that last prize from me with the memorable "Miss Know It ALL" delusional raving, but she's gonna have to stick an extra blunt needle in the ol' Troll ('cause the sharp ones just whoooosh past his ears) to elicit something that inspires a longer giggle-fit than this one.

reason for edit: homonym. Don't nobody explain it. I want to see who thinks it is lascivious

[LOsborne]

  ... I don't what brought you into the this fray, other than you like to jump on someone you think is down and out...

Oh dear. For some reason the Troll thinks himself "down and out." Why on earth?  (His musings inspire unseemly giggles from most sentient life-forms. But as he has no respect for other life-forms, why would that bother him?)

[followsthewolf]

Truly confusing, isn't it.

[The Troll]

Truly confusing, isn't it.

 

[LOsborne]

Truly confusing, isn't it.

I don't think he got it.

[The Troll]

I don't think he got it.

 

[Palehorse]

 

[followsthewolf]

C'mon.

Don't you get the dead horse thing.

My gosh.

"Nobody loves you when you're down and out."

Hmmmm..............sounds suspiciously like a song lyric -- from long, long ago.

[Palehorse]

http://www.youtube.com/v/I3mtsBFe2Us

[Lester Sasquatch]

Was it the impact of the mirror or the reflection?

If it were the reflection I would have seen it coming and, using the uncanny reflexes only creatures of the wild possess, avoided the object that left me with a plate of steel embedded in my noggin. Now I am unable to pass through airport metal detectors without sounding the alarms but, looking on the bright side, Bigfoot is deathly afraid of those flying ships and never boards one voluntarily.

You know Troll back before I learned the value of a dictionary I occasionally got in trouble with my know-it-all attitude. You have to be very careful about words, it is very easy to mess up assuming you know what one means when you don't. One of my biggest vocabulary mistakes was when I loudly announced I was a "narc" in a bar full of bikers because I thought the word was short for narcissist. That was one of the few times the beast came out in old Lester and, after the dust cleared, it wasn't a pretty sight. It was as though a HR person had shot a bazooka for the first time without instructions.

[followsthewolf]

Shew.

[The Troll]

If it were the reflection I would have seen it coming and, using the uncanny reflexes only creatures of the wild possess, avoided the object that left me with a plate of steel embedded in my noggin. Now I am unable to pass through airport metal detectors without sounding the alarms but, looking on the bright side, Bigfoot is deathly afraid of those flying ships and never boards one voluntarily.

You know Troll back before I learned the value of a dictionary I occasionally got in trouble with my know-it-all attitude. You have to be very careful about words, it is very easy to mess up assuming you know what one means when you don't. One of my biggest vocabulary mistakes was when I loudly announced I was a "narc" in a bar full of bikers because I thought the word was short for narcissist. That was one of the few times the beast came out in old Lester and, after the dust cleared, it wasn't a pretty sight. It was as though a HR person had shot a bazooka for the first time without instructions.

  Yelling I'm a Narc in a biker bar.    It is a wonder that  your even here to tell us about it.  I really believe you're telling the truth.    But a HR person firing a Bazooka with out instructions.      I don't believe that.   SWOOOOOOOOOOSH!

  You know some of my friend and I were talking about all of the plain dumb, plain stupid and plain just funny things that what went on in a factory.  Sorta like the comic strip the Hoosier Day Shift.

  With your sense of humor and some of our stories about the factories.  I bet you would have a best seller.  Just like one of the guys bought a new Volkswagen while working at Ford.  He was bragging about the gas mileage.  So they stated adding gas to his car each day.  Wow, he was getting over 50 miles to the gallon.  Oh, the crowing he did.  Well, they stopped adding gas, it dropped to around 24 miles a gallon.  Then they started take gas out and the mileage dropped to 10 miles to the gallon.  He took in to the dealer and just raised hell.  They let this go on for at least a month.  Guess what, they told him what they had done and he got pissed off and didn't talk about his VW any more.  Tee hee.