Aren't I A Clever Bastard. - justin_guber

Aren't I A Clever Bastard.

I offended someone yesterday.

It wasn't intentional. I don't like offending people (unless they had it coming). I hate it when people offend me.

You see, a friend of mine, Paul, constantly sends me increasingly disturbing images over the internet. Last weeks e-mail involved close-ups of the worlds first female-to-male operation, together with doctors sketches. This weeks e-mail involved a drug crazed man in Malay holding a child at knifepoint as a hostage in Manila. The man then stabbed the child repeatedly and the police gunned him down.

So what do I do? As always, I send it out to those who might be equally disturbed by the imagery. Including one of the really cool guys in the office who just happens to come from Manila.

Aren't I a clever bastard.

Needless to say, he replied the e-mail without the usual joking references to how sick I am. If it wasn't such an automatic reaction, I would've thought twice before sending that particular e-mail to the dude, but I did, and I'm a wanker.

I rushed over and apologized the second I got the e-mail. This is one person I didn't want to piss off for the sheer fact that he's a nice guy who's surprisingly down to earth for a creative director. You don't feel like he's one of the big guns, but he is a big gun, and I went and offended the big gun.

Aren't I a clever bastard.

Perhaps my knowledge of what the outside world perceives as acceptable has finally broken away. I've always flown my flag of madness high and mighty, both in the hope of meeting those who are either accepting or similar to my own warped sensibilities as well as to ensure my individuality.

But I rarely cross the line. I enjoy disturbing people, but I don't enjoy offending them.

Aren't I a clever bastard.

5.4.05 03:50

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