One of my all-time favorite activities has become staring a liar in the face as he or she is telling me a blatant lie. I fucking LOVE it. I do this shit as a learning experience. It helps me catch their "tell."
Once a poker player, always a poker player.
I don't say a word... I usually just smile-- that's MY tell, my tell that I caught you lying and now I'm pissed. If you're telling me something, and you catch my face switch from quiet detachment to a raised brow and a smirk, bitch, I caught you... fuck your integrity, you have none.
Three months into this new year and I've had to deal with this sort of shit WAY too much, and with subject matter that is WAY too fucking deep for my comfort.
While I AM uncomfortable with the way 2016 has gone so far, in terms of being lied to DIRECTLY to my face, it has also proven to be one of the best lessons ever. I am getting so good at catching a lie, I am willing to bet I'd make it to the final table at a few poker tourneys.
This, of course, doesn't do much for the pent up anger I'm accumulating.
Bitch, WHY lie? WHY do people find it necessary to lie and manipulate? It will never cease boggling my fucking mind... or pissing me off. What a major act of disrespect to one's intellect, to have to deal with some fucking dishonest asshole.
I'm not mad, right now, I'm actually entertained... but I swear, one more motherfucker lobs a lie in my direction this week, I'm fucking them up.
Once a poker player, always a poker player.
I don't say a word... I usually just smile-- that's MY tell, my tell that I caught you lying and now I'm pissed. If you're telling me something, and you catch my face switch from quiet detachment to a raised brow and a smirk, bitch, I caught you... fuck your integrity, you have none.
Three months into this new year and I've had to deal with this sort of shit WAY too much, and with subject matter that is WAY too fucking deep for my comfort.
While I AM uncomfortable with the way 2016 has gone so far, in terms of being lied to DIRECTLY to my face, it has also proven to be one of the best lessons ever. I am getting so good at catching a lie, I am willing to bet I'd make it to the final table at a few poker tourneys.
This, of course, doesn't do much for the pent up anger I'm accumulating.
Bitch, WHY lie? WHY do people find it necessary to lie and manipulate? It will never cease boggling my fucking mind... or pissing me off. What a major act of disrespect to one's intellect, to have to deal with some fucking dishonest asshole.
I'm not mad, right now, I'm actually entertained... but I swear, one more motherfucker lobs a lie in my direction this week, I'm fucking them up.
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