06/08/2012

Pretend know-it-alls


You’ve got to love them really. Nothing gets me harder than a fucking know-it-all. I’ve got to say, Indonesia is full of them and I don’t mean that in a good way. I’ve been yanked around so goddamn much in the nearly three years I’ve been here than ever before. What’s worse is how transparent the whole ruse really is. It’s not cunning at all. In reality it’s just foolish and stupid. Oh, and really funny.
I’ve had it all, man. It runs the gamut from pretend doctors, pretend travel agents, pretend mosquito sprayers, pretend hard-asses, pretend bus owners, pretend taxi drivers, people pretending to have a job and the latest and greatest: the pretend insurance expert. Man, the dogshit just keeps getting deeper. I don’t know where the lies end and reality begins any more.
Anyway, this is a short rant. My disgust has been summed up rather eloquently—and concisely—in two paragraphs. There’s just no need to keep the machine running.

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