Another anti-baloney rant:
I am SO friggin' tired of the 5th Dentist raining on my damn parade
Who, you may ask, is the 5th Dentist?
The 5th Dentist is that ONE dentist the commericals always mention who for some unknown reason couldn't bring himself to recommend your brand of toothpaste. In my life it's anybody who just has to be the Voice of Doom when nobody was even talking to them. It's the person who's driving with me and HATES OMG HATES the song on the radio I really like and was foolish enough to praise. It's the other friend who's mom's cousin's barber ate at my favorite restaurant 11 years ago and found a dead rat in his french onion soup. Or got ripped off in 1987 by the ONE mechanic I trust. It's the guy who has to post in a great thread about online romance to mention how hard it is to find anyone anywhere at anytime ever. WHO ASKED YOU, you frickin' Eeyore-soundin' mutha...UGH
I'm not saying people shouldn't voice their opinions. Not at all. Lord knows if I couldn't voice mine my head would explode. All over my poor innocent husband. BUT that doesn't mean it's a good thing to go around looking for rainbows to stomp and Santas to disprove. Happiness is not a weed to be pulled out, it should be allowed to grow. If you can't share in that happiness at that time that's ok. But keep movin' and don't feel compelled to pop my pretty balloons, willya?
I am SO friggin' tired of the 5th Dentist raining on my damn parade
Who, you may ask, is the 5th Dentist?
The 5th Dentist is that ONE dentist the commericals always mention who for some unknown reason couldn't bring himself to recommend your brand of toothpaste. In my life it's anybody who just has to be the Voice of Doom when nobody was even talking to them. It's the person who's driving with me and HATES OMG HATES the song on the radio I really like and was foolish enough to praise. It's the other friend who's mom's cousin's barber ate at my favorite restaurant 11 years ago and found a dead rat in his french onion soup. Or got ripped off in 1987 by the ONE mechanic I trust. It's the guy who has to post in a great thread about online romance to mention how hard it is to find anyone anywhere at anytime ever. WHO ASKED YOU, you frickin' Eeyore-soundin' mutha...UGH
I'm not saying people shouldn't voice their opinions. Not at all. Lord knows if I couldn't voice mine my head would explode. All over my poor innocent husband. BUT that doesn't mean it's a good thing to go around looking for rainbows to stomp and Santas to disprove. Happiness is not a weed to be pulled out, it should be allowed to grow. If you can't share in that happiness at that time that's ok. But keep movin' and don't feel compelled to pop my pretty balloons, willya?
