You Don't Know Me

It came clear after someone I know told me to watch this video, and that after watching the video, it would change the way I think.

Once u click on the link to the video, you will notice the write-up on the contents of the video. At this point, I ask that someone how it would change my way of thinking and the answer was: "It'll teach you not to judge people by the way they look".

Now if you look back at the video, you realise that the lady under scrutiny looks a little on the nutty side, but who ever said nutty people had no talent? And to think that it was on Britain's Got Talent, the same place that opened the door to stardom for Paul Potts, shouldn't the people already learn not to judge people by their looks? The very reason such shows were made were for people like them, for people that talent scouts would not take a second look at because they can't see past the facade that will be a marketing nightmare.

So I'm not irritated or pissed off that this person thinks I judge books by their covers - which is something I actually do... literally... with books. But I realised how much this person knows me, and yet the person calls me a friend. So I'm not an angel and will not say that I will NEVER judge people by their looks... but I do have a good sense of the type of person is from the first look. I would give people a 2nd chance (maybe another day, maybe the day itself), but if that holds true to the first impression then I guess the person has a lot of work to do to change my mind. Just like how I kinda have to put my foot down on not clubbing with certain people because they've not only pissed me off twice with their stupid idea of fun, they've actually pissed other friends off as well.

But back to this person not knowing me. This isn't the first time that this sorta thing has happened. No.... the last time was insulting me by thinking that my wardrobe needed to be updated or restyled. So I was wearing some of my worse-looking clothes that day...but seriously, a tank top and track pants aren't any better. What makes you think that just because I've come out to meet up with someone I haven't seen in a while, that I'd dress up in my Sunday best? How does catching up with someone in a shopping centre require me to wear something I'd wear to the office? And let me just say again... a tank top and track pants and you're interested to change my wardrobe?

Another thing is I also didn't know catching up required me to literally play catch up with you around the shopping centre... just because you've decided to walk briskly around the place, almost like a headless chicken, visiting the same place over and over again. Now I'm not sure if it was because you were trying to get the attention of some guy you saw earlier, or was it the fact that you needed to take a shit but can't do it out of your own home and was trying to hold your shit in.

I guess next time, keep your shit in, including the one in your head that is about to spew out of your mouth.