| I got it mainly because I spent two years completely on my own in high school after a harmless joke and my hunting, backpacking, fishing, and other manly activities pissed off the group of girls I hung out with. After finding out on Valentine's day that, hey, I'm no longer welcome around here, I lived in the gym and would come home to do chainsaw work until 5:30-6, because the only way I slept was to work myself into exhaustion. It ended up affecting my relations with my family. My best friend eventually told me that until my junior year, I was never a bitter or sarcastic person- always happy-go-lucky, fairly easy to get along with.
Now I don't trust people on general principle, unless I've hunted, fished, or lifted with them- I'll trust them with my life because I know they're dependable.
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Screwing over bureaucratic organizations, one paper tiger at a time.
Trespassers will be shot and fed to the dogs.
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