Have you ever gone into a space/a place and someone is talking so loudly that it just totally kills the vibe of being there? I mean, their voice or voices just drowned out all that is around them? …It’s hard to even think… That happened to me this AM.
 
My lady and I hit up this bagel shop I like to go to. We grabbed a table outside, got our breakfast bagel sandwiches, some java, and were ready to sit down and enjoy the morning. But…
 
These two loud assholes were already sitting there. And, I mean really loud. How can you anticipate a situation like that? I mean, what can you really do?
 
They spoke about all of the nonsense that loud people do. Broadcasting what they were saying to the world.
 
I mean, we all know that people who operate from that perspective are doing so based upon psychological insecurity. Though they do not do what they do based upon any sense of forethought, as they are not that intellectual advanced. Nonetheless, what they do affects and hurts all those around them. So, in that very unconscious way, somehow they have won.
 
I know it killed my breakfast. I could not even embrace my gratitude for the very taste food I was eating. Hell, for the most part, I couldn’t even hear what my lady was saying to me most of the time.
 
I know I’ve spoken about this in the past, but maybe ten, fifteen years deep, I had this idiot of a really loud neighbor. I mean, I knew his whole life story because he was so loud and broadcast it to the world. It was horrible living next to him. So, and the truth being told, these people literally destroy lives, and the possibilities of what a person’s life can equal. What is the karma in that? Yet, there they were this AM, two of said individual’s, cut from the same cloth. Losers!
 
Luckily, I didn’t hear this, as I was inside collecting our breakfast, and my lady didn’t tell me until we were driving home, but one of them apparently said, “We should just blow those Japs up.” What! Who the fuck says anything like that anymore?
 
…Oh, BTW, these were two aging white dudes.
 
The one guy, I guess, told his friend to keep that kind of talk down. My wife being Asian, he’s lucky I didn’t hear that.
 
Anyway, and in any case, don’t you just hate it when that someone else ruins one of your life experiences by simply being themselves? …Themselves, some uncontrolled, unthinking, insecure, self-entitled jerk.
 
What does this tell us about life? It tells us that we must forever question, what impression do you want to leave on those people who live in the world around you? What seed do you wish to sew in the world? What do you want to give others? And, if you do not understand that what you are talking about only hurts the ears of those who are forced to listen to what you have to say, then all you are is an egomaniacal loser.  The best suggestion, shut up!