Are you f--ing kidding me?

An all new and recurring segment!   This is, actually, about my growth as a person.  I find I'm often thinking to myself, or saying out loud:  Are you f--king kidding me?  I find my base emotion is often incredulous. Like, I can't believe what's happening around me.  There are two things that contribute to this:

1. I tend to take things personal that likely aren't personal
2. I have a particular personality disorder that tends to land me in these situations where incredulity is the likely result.  This is probably related to #1 above

And while it often leads to great moments of awkward humor, and fun stories, its something I'm going to try to avoid more going forward. We'll see how that works out.  In the mean time, I'll document it.

Feel me, Sheed?

 This is what incredulous feels like.  Its perfectly personified by Rasheed Wallace, who's never committed a foul in his long NBA career.  I think we can call this ironic, as in his one year with the Celtics, Sheed made me feel incredulous 82 times, not including the playoffs.  The guy who sits behind me still reminds me of it, usually when Mikael Pietrus jacks up his 4th three in a row while Ray Allen runs the baseline.

For me, the root cause of the emotion comes from one of these categories:

1.  People who expect acknowledgement for doing what they’re supposed to do (the person who loudly says “you’re welcome” when they step away from the door so you can get on the subway)
2. People refusing to follow the social contract (ie, I’m not wearing shoes or socks in the office)
3. Tremendous professional incompetence.  This is a disturbing norm in our society, as not-knowing is becoming a kind of social currency.  
4. Inability to deviate from a written rule to make a judgment call on a situation (ie, asking a 75 year old man for his driver’s license when he orders a bud light at the airport)
5. Intentional and prideful tardiness.  "You know me, I'm always late!"  I also know you're a jerk

S   Stay tuned for more...