So there comes a time, in every man's life, when decisions have to be made: Whether to toil, to trouble or just plain piss your days away, away, away.....
----Dropkick Murphys
Actually there comes a time in everyone's life when you have to be an asshole. Or maybe you don't have to, but it just happens. Well, it just happened to me. I made it to that point somewhere past three sheets to the wind and coherency. Oh, I remember most of everything...until a certain point. There are some things I said or did that might make the tops of my ears turn pink. There are some things I said or did, which I could have said more eloquently or executed better, but they've been said, and frankly, I have to believe they've been said for the better. I'm not going to walk around and be embarrassed by my actions. Mostly. I guess I will a little. Who wouldn't?
I said some things to the people I love that weren't very nice things. Which I apologized for. I also said some funny things, like: "I know how mad you is! Are!" I got into a screaming match. I had like 10 alcoholic beverages. Maybe something else. I got sick. Maybe in a car that belonged to someone I've only met twice. I was basically in a coma the entire next day. I slept on our hallway floor because it felt good.
What is the point of all this? That it happens to everybody. Not the same things happen to everybody, but things happen: embarrassing, how-am-I-going-to-look-these-people-in-the-eye-ever-again-and-expect-them-to-respect-me-and-not-have-lost-our-relationship/friendship/acquanitanceship type of things.
What is the other point of all this? That some of the best relationships are cultivated out of this type of occurrence. If the same person you spit on the night before can look you in the eye, laugh with you, and still invite you out for a beer the next Friday, then you have made a true friend. If the same person you told you hated yesterday can forgive you today, then you have a true friend. It's true. Just ask Charlene.
So, while I was an asshole and a jackass, I am still going to walk around with about 90% of my dignity -- and that ain't bad.
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