2815: Born Stubborn
Insight: I have been called stubborn, because I will not readily concede a point on which I'm wrong--but there's a reason. I'm actually quite gullible, and if I look at something like:u guyz r so mean, i m parplegic frum my car reck in colledge in the 70's n so i hav trubel gettign around, u shuld b ashaemd of urselfs
then, seeing the person's account has just been created, call the person out on it as being a sympathy ploy--if a veteran account-holder then says,Hey, I know the guy, he's really paraplegic.
it takes me a bit to realize the veteran just admitted to being the Emo Whinebag, rather than there actually being a 55- to 60-year-old with so little social life that he needs to post in bright colours on niche Internet forums to feel better about his handicapped self.
Therefore, I have to be stubborn as a reflex. Even in things I believe strongly, I have room for doubt*, which has caused no end of mischief for me in the past. I don't mind admitting to being wrong, but I have to be PROVEN with more than, "no ur rong, u stoopidhed!!!1" It's also just a good exercise, to prove something Beyond a Shadow of a Doubt a la the hurdles of 逆転裁判 [Phoenix Wright], rather than giving up an argument because I can't face conflict [I do this easily in person, but for a good reason] or accidentally assuming something that later turns out to be grieviously erroneous.
*My Google Sense is failing me, but there was someone who "disproved" Descartes's "Cogito ergo sum"--"I think therefore I am"--and said he could doubt the validity of assuming "I" "exist"... tho, where you go from there, I'm not sure.
Abbr. ex. from Ask Amy:Q: Are we wrong for assuming that if people don't respond to the invitation, then they're coming?
A: You seem to have gotten the whole "RSVP" thing backward. When people don't bother to respond to an invitation, you should assume that they are not coming to your event.
Unrelatedly*, my father called at lunchtime [my time] asking if I could possibly stay through Monday when we drive down. I called him back to tell him it's WAY too late to ask for that time off now and, though I could feasibly do it if I came alone since I work evenings, Charles would definitely need to be back Monday morning, so it's not going to work.
*though, he has been called crabby and muleish, and is much like Fawx's crank of a father when he gets riled... must be a Dad thing
On a total tangent, I'm getting the weirds from Vee. The other day, he asked me if that was Racer X's car, I said it was the Mach 5 [from my Cinnamon Toast CRANCH], and he said, "Oh, so that's Speed Racer's car... Have you seen the movie?" I told him yes, and he asked how was it.
I said, "It was made to be stupid... and it was stupid."
He said, "Oh, good. As long as you knew that going in." [That is, I get the impression he also saw and liked it and was affirming my assessment.]
Today, he asked about the malfunctioning scanner, and I said that Trainers said that it was working fine until I came in. About then, he made a sort of smile... like, when the Terminator tries to learn how to smile? That kind of smile =|
Interesting place to work, to say the least. [Speaking of, while I don't doubt the work would have been just as easy at CI, I wonder if I would have been able to get away with as much goofing off as I do now... the decreased commute is worth the extra unemployment time, though.]
then, seeing the person's account has just been created, call the person out on it as being a sympathy ploy--if a veteran account-holder then says,Hey, I know the guy, he's really paraplegic.
it takes me a bit to realize the veteran just admitted to being the Emo Whinebag, rather than there actually being a 55- to 60-year-old with so little social life that he needs to post in bright colours on niche Internet forums to feel better about his handicapped self.
Therefore, I have to be stubborn as a reflex. Even in things I believe strongly, I have room for doubt*, which has caused no end of mischief for me in the past. I don't mind admitting to being wrong, but I have to be PROVEN with more than, "no ur rong, u stoopidhed!!!1" It's also just a good exercise, to prove something Beyond a Shadow of a Doubt a la the hurdles of 逆転裁判 [Phoenix Wright], rather than giving up an argument because I can't face conflict [I do this easily in person, but for a good reason] or accidentally assuming something that later turns out to be grieviously erroneous.
*My Google Sense is failing me, but there was someone who "disproved" Descartes's "Cogito ergo sum"--"I think therefore I am"--and said he could doubt the validity of assuming "I" "exist"... tho, where you go from there, I'm not sure.
Abbr. ex. from Ask Amy:Q: Are we wrong for assuming that if people don't respond to the invitation, then they're coming?
A: You seem to have gotten the whole "RSVP" thing backward. When people don't bother to respond to an invitation, you should assume that they are not coming to your event.
Unrelatedly*, my father called at lunchtime [my time] asking if I could possibly stay through Monday when we drive down. I called him back to tell him it's WAY too late to ask for that time off now and, though I could feasibly do it if I came alone since I work evenings, Charles would definitely need to be back Monday morning, so it's not going to work.
*though, he has been called crabby and muleish, and is much like Fawx's crank of a father when he gets riled... must be a Dad thing
On a total tangent, I'm getting the weirds from Vee. The other day, he asked me if that was Racer X's car, I said it was the Mach 5 [from my Cinnamon Toast CRANCH], and he said, "Oh, so that's Speed Racer's car... Have you seen the movie?" I told him yes, and he asked how was it.
I said, "It was made to be stupid... and it was stupid."
He said, "Oh, good. As long as you knew that going in." [That is, I get the impression he also saw and liked it and was affirming my assessment.]
Today, he asked about the malfunctioning scanner, and I said that Trainers said that it was working fine until I came in. About then, he made a sort of smile... like, when the Terminator tries to learn how to smile? That kind of smile =|
Interesting place to work, to say the least. [Speaking of, while I don't doubt the work would have been just as easy at CI, I wonder if I would have been able to get away with as much goofing off as I do now... the decreased commute is worth the extra unemployment time, though.]