Ever get the best of others?
When I was in high school I figured out that others weren't intelligent in the same ways I was, big surprise. I realized that my ability to play stupid had become transcendent apparently, because learning to mimic jackasses got me more friends and laid more frequently than teaching myself the proper skills and respecting the monkeys.... Showing everyone respect recently got my house broken into, but that's not the point - Ever get yours because you're misunderstood and smarter than they realize?
-a "friend" I still keep around once stole $80 worth of pot from me and another. I've got the only car in this group so I usually go get it, and this one fellow never weighs his portion as long as I give him the biggest bud or smoke the first bowl out of mine... It's been three years, one close call.
-Second year student partonizes me at school, nags me constantly yet won't speak to me otherwise. Coated the crucible with stuff so as to make more gold stay behind as he's pouring it out into the mould, collected it when he left. $40, AND priceless.
-Cheated out of scheduled raise at my union restaurant job. Photoshopped/copied a doctor's note, got two weeks off and some cash from the boss because "I'm not eligible for coverage/comp, kinda f***ed cuz of this "contageous, long lasting illness"
1. After ex-wife kicked me out of the house, I begged her for my coin collection "for sentimental reasons". She relented and handed over $20,000 worth of antique coins I had gathered since childhood.
2. Boss's son chewed me out in front of my co-workers because I listened to Paul Harvey during my unpaid lunch break. Two days later I turned in my resignation after changing the source code on one of our major projects. A former co-worker called me up a week later because the code would no longer compile. The boss's son was in charge of the project, and simply would not acknowledge that I could be smart enough to figure out the problem, so when I offered to come back as a consultant, he flat out refused. All that I had to do was make one of the variables independent of machine time, and it would have worked, but the boss's son was adamant in his resolve to keep me from showing him up. They had to default on the contract.
3. A new marketing manager came in and tried to take credit for every engineering decision I made. We were bidding on a "Seismic Refit" to one of our customers' installations. Somehow the presentation hand-out had mis-spelled every instance of the word "Seismic" as "Smegmic" (Root word: "Smegma"). The marketing guy had already bragged about how he had personally constructed the entire presentation all by himself. The presidents of both companies did not take kindly to his "bad joke", and he was later encouraged to seek employment elsewhere.
I had a go at living independently. Moved into an apartment with an alcoholic male prostitute that loved to blast Tupac in the middle of the night and yell like Mel Gibson out the window, and another guy with Bipolar who would buy weed instead of his own food. The screaming boozer got a couple of creepy text-to-voice calls (and I gave 30-day notice to the landlords without informing him), Baby Huey the pothead couldn't stay out of my food stash, so I made a very special batch of brownies that left him no time for smoking for the entire duration of the next day
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Let's go on out and take a moped ride, and all your friends will thing your brain is fried, but you can't live your life too dirty, 'cause in the the end you're born to go 30