I've been watching old episodes of Scrubs of late. It's
really funny, in a lame dorky sort of way. But I like it.
And the JD inner-monologue thing is totally relatable. I
think we all do that. Maybe it is just me; I hope that did make it seem like me
saying I hear voices inside my head. I do not. Most of the time.
Anyhow. I sometimes have this inner monologue with myself,
most of these happen when I am especially pissed off at somebody or did some
extremely embarrassing. I play it around inside my head, cursing myself over
it, or thinking up of smart things I could've said to bring in a strong
comeback line.
Alas, always after the moment has been passed. Funny, how
none of these wit and spunk actually was around when I was in between the
argument itself. So many wars would've been tilted to your truly's favor.
We all seem so smart and intelligent inside our heads, with
all of our personality and charm at its best. I wonder if it gets lost in its
way from our brain to our mouth. I think there must to be some sort of
directions/sign-posts all along the way, which out our wit just conveniently
ignores and we end up paying the price by embarrassing ourselves.
I remember at least half a dozen incidents since my wee-lad
age where I stood there stumped and looking like a buffoon. Only a couple of
minutes after the moment had passed finally figuring out the one-liner that
would have been the perfect come back.
Well today was one of those days when I actually did that.
Even the liners that I cooked up inside my head after the squabble did not come
close to the scar that my original one hit home with my opponent. And yes, no
matter what you may think of it, I am proud of that. This sort of success
doesn't come daily to Mr. Nice Guy.
Today, was fun.
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