Like, everywhere I go (home, work, the fucking checkout line at the grocery store), I always seem to end up being the sane, rational voice / mediator.
I just want to be the crazy one for once.
Like, everywhere I go (home, work, the fucking checkout line at the grocery store), I always seem to end up being the sane, rational voice / mediator.
I just want to be the crazy one for once.
I wouldn’t phrase it like that, many of the people I encounter having some weird moments, but one thing I find to be unusual is restraint from jumping to conclusions. Show any big or small quirk and people start making psychological remarks; you can’t go a day without someone doing something like referring to “that narcissist” or asking “do you have [insert thing here]” when you do something wrong or saying “you must have been sent by [insert random person who got banned from a place]” when you make the same complaints as someone who got in trouble for something.