Damn, its been awhile. My apologies to our 4 loyal followers. Mea culpa. I've been busy...and lazy... Well, it's time I fixed both of those problems and put my energy towards something that matters; a Bari-Chunks blog post. So here we go.
I try to live my professional life by one simple motto- "Be a better person than I am a performer." I try to live my personal life by a less PC version of the same motto- "Don't be a dick." I don't always succeed with either (usually fail miserably), but I do try. Seems like everywhere I go, someone is being a dick. DICKS ARE EVERYWHERE!! But what can I do about this? Well, I could do my best at living up to the good standards I set for myself and hope that karma and the universe sees fit to let it rub off on all the world making it a better place...or I could vent about it on a semi well-known blog. Yeah, I'll do the second one.
As stated above, dicks are everywhere we turn, but there are a few places, situations, and groups of people that seem to force the dickish behavior, or dickhavior (TM) to the forefront. Lets look at some of those, shall we?
Airports might be one of the most miserable places on earth. You are forced to wait in long lines, pay ridiculously high prices for food and drink ($6 for a bottle of water?!?!?! Go home Hudson News, you're drunk), cram yourself into tiny seats on a giant flying metal dildo next to screaming babies and extremely gassy business men, and if you're really lucky, a high school drop out will "accidentally" touch your cash and prizes.
WHY DO I HAVE TO TURN MY HEAD AND COUGH?!
I can see why people are grumpy here but it seems many people feel the need to go the extra mile and earn the title, Captain Dick. We all know who these people are. They are the ones who stand on the left side of the moving sidewalk. They are the goblins who fart in the seat next to you and pretend it wasn't them. They are the gremlins who let their kids cry throughout the entire flight while they have their noise cancelling headphones on practicing their first round of public detachment parenting. They are the trolls who give the flight attendants attitude when they have to put down their Kindle Fire, free cocktail, enormous ego, and micropenis to acknowledge that they are sitting in an exit row and might have to open a damn door in the event of an emergency. They are the trash monsters who deem their second carry on bag to be more important than your small suitcase and stow it in the overhead compartment, forcing you to gate check said suitcase and having to wait for it after the flight has landed causing you to miss your connecting flight. Listen Carl, your man purse and custom made Tom Ford shawl can go under the damn seat in front of you! DON'T BE A SCHLONG!!
2. Grocery Stores
Food. We all need it. So why do people feel the need to act like spoiled children when it comes time to buy it? I understand the desire to find the freshest peach, but do you really need to squeeze, smell, and lick every peach before you pick one? And do you think that the 15 items or less sign applies to everyone but you or did you just never learn to count? And for the record no, four different types of Doritos do not count as just one item. And the dickery isn't limited to the inside of the store. Oh no. The parking lot is usually much worse. Navigating a car through a maze of unreturned shopping carts (how hard is it to push the cart to one of those cart corrals, seriously), oblivious pedestrians who apparently like tempting fate by slowly walking to their car in the middle of the road with their entire family spread five across like range animals, and trying to get around that one car who has been waiting for 10 minutes for that "one" spot because it is closer to the Starbucks inside, is enough to make the Pope drop the F bomb. Speaking of parking lots, the lines on the ground are not just concrete graffiti. They are conveniently situated as to give you guidance on where to dock your land tank, ma'am. Please try to use them. Also, your extended length SUV is not a compact car, you WIENER!
This is the winter of MY discontent
Along the lines of parking lots...
3. Handicapped Parking Spots
Unless you have a sticker, license plate, or other legal designation on your car that says you can park in a handicapped spot, DON'T PARK THERE!! I don't care how full the lot is, I don't care how hung over you are, I don't care if you only have five minutes until a veggie tray has to be at the PTA meeting or Janet will lose her shit again and you can't handle it right now. Do not park there. I will find you. DON'T BE A JOHNSON!! You either, Janet.
4. Ordering food
What is with this latest craze of being extremely particular when ordering food? "Um, can I have the buffalo chicken sandwich but instead of buffalo sauce, can I get a Cuban rub instead? And instead of chicken can I get a fish? And is the bun 14 grain AND gluten free? And instead of the fries can I get some fresh spinach mixed with some raptor eggs and the blood of a freshly slaughtered room temperature pigeon? And can you make me a sample first so I know if I'll like it? Also, please remove this ice from my water with your hands. The coldness isn't ayurvedic. You know what, just bring that all on a yoga mat." Settle down Todd, you're at Applebee's. It always seems like these ass clowns are also the ones who get really particular about splitting the check at the end of the night. "Well I didn't really have 1/2 of that appetizer and you used part of my butter so..." And you know they only tip 10%. If you can't order like a grown ass adult then sit at home and eat your individually portioned sadness from a cruelty free plastic bag on your organic high horse all alone. Ugh, DON'T BE A WANG!!!!
|Pretty sure she's gonna spit in your food, Todd|
One of the few places where being a dick can kill someone. We've all done dickish things while driving; texting, talking on the phone, screaming "GET A HAIRCUT, YOU PENIS" at someone who cuts you off (true story), but some people have taken it to a whole other level. I have some questions for these people. Ladies (or men) who put on makeup while driving- how long until your nostril hair shines with 2015's lip gloss color of the year? Person with their laptop out- does Apple Care cover your Macbook if it's impaled in your stupid face? Hefty guy with a Chipotle burrito bowl in your lap- WTF, man? I'm sorry your insurance sucks but the plastic fork tonsillectomy is not the way to go. Also, when driving, don't be that guy who drives past all the stand still traffic just to try and get over at the last minute. Just don't. You are the worst kind of human. I will never let you in and I'll probably call you a penis. #partoftheproblem DON'T BE A MUSHROOM STAMPER!!
|If I close my eyes while I eat this the sensation is majestic|
Ok, so you're saving the environment and burning butt loads of calories by biking to and from work. Congrats. Your calves are glorious. Your ass is a beacon. Go home and throw yourself a small carb free party. You're a better person than I am but just in case you didn't know, YOU STILL HAVE TO FOLLOW ALL THE RULES OF THE ROAD! That means you have to stop at a red light, that pedestrians have the right of way, and that you have to signal when turning. And don't you dare give me the middle finger when I honk at you for cutting me off. I am driving a half ton metal death machine and am thoroughly uninterested in a new head ornament. I super don't want to kill you, Walter. It would jack up my Wednesday real good and yours too, BTdubs. Also, I will already be two beers in at the bar by the time your sweaty ass gets there. #yesIwilluberhome Who's winning now?! DON'T BE A ONE EYED MONSTER!!!
|Not cool, Walter.|
We are all there for the same reason. To drink until we can't feel feelings anymore. So be patient when in line at the bar. Don't be that guy who squeezes his fat ass into a small opening at the bar and then smiles at the person whose drink he just spilled as if to say "Don't mind me and my shoulder hair, I'm just here to drink and awkwardly stare at the female bartender". Don't be the hipster with her nipples out trying to get her Michelob Ultra faster than everyone else. That's cheating, Barbara, and no one likes a cheater. DON'T BE THE BALONEY PONY!!!
|Hygiene Barbara. Hygiene.|
It doesn't matter if you're in a movie theater, at a play, or at the opera, there are always dicks in the audience. For the record, when the PA system asks everyone to turn off their cell phones, THAT MEANS YOU TOO!!! Unless you are a doctor who is on call for a last minute surgery and you have some medical condition that keeps you from feeling a vibration, TURN THE DAMN THING OFF! Getting Megan's text about her date last night can wait until we are all finished enjoying The Notebook. She will understand. (Quick side note about those announcements they make at the beginning of the shows - why do they say turn off your cell phones and beepers. Who the hell still uses a beeper? Probably Todd. Anyway, it just bugs me.) This mainly applies to opera and theater audience members but how hard is it to open a hard candy or cough drop without reenacting the first act of Stomp? Seriously, nothing that small should be that noisy. Side note: what about classical music gives people insatiable cravings for Werther's? "God, Che gelida manina just makes me want caramel flavored wax SO BAD CAN'T STOP WON'T STOP!!!" DON'T BE MR. WINKY!!!!
|De Niro in Cape Fear is less annoying than your incessant texting|
OMG. As already addressed in previous posts, audition hallways are the worst. They are crowded, smell of 50 years of depression and self loathing, and can suck your soul faster than a Dementor. The addition dickhavior (TM) only makes those hallways worse than Donald Trump's Presidential Campaign. If you feel you might be one of those people who exhibit dickhavior (TM), ask yourself these simple questions- Do you talk about your resume to people you have just met? Do you hog the one of the limited stalls in the bathroom to warm up? Do you say judgy things about other people's outfits behind their back? Do you take up four sitting spots for your suitcase, coat, and hair products? Is today your first day trying natural deodorant? Are you crashing the audition? If you answered yes to any or all of the previous questions, then you are exhibiting dickhavior. Stop it. DON'T BE A MAGIC SKIN FLUTE!!!
10. Social Media
Facebook and Twitter (or as I call them Twitbook (TM)), can be a glorious things where people can stalk the crushes they never had the guts to ask out, catch up with their old high school shop teacher, post their food porn pictures, kitten videos, GOFUNDMEs, selfies, etc to the delight of all their followers. There is a downside to social media (well, many), it gives people a place to express their opinions. Opinions that, 8 years ago, were saved for your closest friends or were swallowed whole during family drunksgiving once a year. Now, I know what you are going to say, and no, I haven't been drinking (visit my GoFundMe page for details http://www.gofundme.com/3829t8rw). I get the irony of me expressing my opinions on social media about the dickishness of expressing opinions on social media, but I'm a walking contradiction. I just can't help myself. Way too often on social media, comments or discussions turn very negative, very quickly. It's totally understandable that not everyone will see things the exact same way when it comes to hot button issues, but is it really necessary to whip out the dickhavior (TM) just because you don't agree with someone?
|We can't even agree on the color of this dress...it's black and blue, you monster!|
What's my point with all this venting? I'm glad you asked. We all exhibit dickhavior (TM), myself included. But why? It's a question for which I don't have an answer. Is it our "Me First" society? Is it the negative tone of the people we look up to? The politicians, the newscasters, the comedians, the musicians? Is it that life is just so damn hard? Or is it because we just don't take time to think of others over ourselves. I don't know. All I do know is that it is easier to be a dick than not to be a dick. But easy isn't always best. #DontBeADick