Happy Friday, 3.5 readers.
BQB here. Do you ever wish you weren’t so smart? I do. All the time.
I’m surrounded by dumb people. They never worry about anything. I worry about everything because I’m so smart that my information filled brain realizes all of the potential bad things that could happen in any given situation.
Plus, I’m always down on myself because I feel like I failed, that I should have used my intelligence to do bigger, better things.
Do you know who doesn’t get down on themselves for failure? Dumb people. Know why? They’re dumb. You can’t realize you failed if you’re too dumb to figure out what success is.
Seriously. Sometimes I think it would be easier to be a dummy. Just watch TV and not worry about anything because there isn’t anything in my brain telling me to be worried or sad that I’m not super successful.
Then again, maybe I’m not that smart. After all, I do work at Beige Corporation and moonlight as the proprietor of a blog that is only seen by 3.5 readers. Perhaps I took a wrong turn an Albuquerque.
Crap. No, I don’t really want to be a dummy. Now I’m questioning my intelligence though. I mean, if I’m so smart, why haven’t I figured out how to get 30.5 million readers by now?
I also feel like dumb people hate smart people. Know why? Being around them makes them feel, in a weird way, smart. You know what a dumb person’s favorite pastime is? Pointing out whenever a dumb person does something dumb.
You ever accidentally forget to tie your shoelace around a dumb person? You know what they always say? “What? They don’t teach you how to tie shoelaces in college? Har dee har har!”
Shut up, dumb person. No, they don’t teach you how to tie your shoe laces in college.
Alright. This rant is getting dumb. Peace out, 3.5 readers. And if you think your intelligence is a curse, tell me about it in the comments.
Also, I’m just kidding. I don’t think my intelligence is a curse. I think I have just been held back by a world that is too dumb to realize my genius. It’s ok though. It makes me feel superior.