I have a slight trouble with the truth. You see, I have a compulsion to tell it. If you ask me a question, you will get the answer (if I want to give it). Of course, you had better be ready for the answer cause if you don’t like it….. well….. tough.
Cause it’s true.
And that’s the funny thing about the truth, or possibly The Truth. How often people don’t like it.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I can’t lie, I can lie incredibly well. If you ever need to convince someone of something, I’m your man. Partly because I’m so believable (afterall, I tell the truth). I once convinced a housemate that they had changed the time of her favourite tv programme so I could watch ‘The Simpsons’….. once I’d conviced her, I did then let her watch her programme, because I’m not nasty.
I have found the best way to deal with The Truth is to accept it. There have been, for example, a number of people who have called me arrogant(!!!)…. thing is, I am. I have a terrible ego and love to be centre of attention. All these things are true and I accept them. And this is the key point.
If someone says something that’s true, if you accept it, how can it hurt??? Afterall, isn’t it true??
Likewise, if they say something that’s not true, well, obviously the person doesn’t know what they’re talking about, so you can ignore them and what they’re saying. Stupid buggers.
Of course, I guess that you need to be arrogant and have an ego for this to be the case….. which for me isn’t too much of a problem.
For those of a more delicate nature a phrase you might wish to employ is “screw you arsehole“, then storm away and then get upset. The important part is to do it in that order, never, never let them know that they hurt you.