Ok rage time. Woo! I was walking down the street on the weekend, minding my own business. AT one point I asked someone for a bit of direction. He was very nice and was giving me that direction. Then, this other man, no, I refuse to give him that much credit, this other asshole, strolls past and looks at the one helping me and says to him, nice and loud, “No matter how bad you’ve got it, there’s always someone worse off than you, eh?”
At first I thought I was losing my mind or misheard him, but the guy helping me seemed to bristle under his skin as well. Ok, asshole, and all assholes like you, here’s a message for you, so listen up. first of all, who says I’m worse off than you? So my eyes don’t work. I’m happy, I have food in my house, a roof over my head, a life, good friends, and plans for the future. Don’t cry for me, I don’t need your god damn pity. I need you to treat me like anyone else you meet on the street. And next I need you to take that blindfold of ignorance off your face and have it run over by the nearest transport truck, because right now, you look a hell of a lot worse off than me. At least I can see people for what they really are and don’t have to barricade myself in with the shallow ones like you. It’s people like you who make it possible for us to be worse off than you because you don’t give us a chance to show what we can do. But I refuse to pity you. I hope you figure out your a dick and start working to fix it real soon. It would make the world a better place.