Dear Dick,
Just because my brain doesn’t send messages to my mouth fast enough does not make me any less intelligent than you. Yes, you wow us with your brilliance, but that doesn’t change the fact that the idea hit my brain first.
We all know you. You are the eager student in the front row just itching to make some incredible insight. You’re the employee who brown-noses the boss in an attempt to steal any chance others might have of success. You’re the associate who feels has the right to print another’s brilliant idea.
Brilliant. Yes, it was brilliant! It was an idea that could have put me on the track for real hardcore criticism, especially since my passion in stupid people on the freeway has hit its peak. But did I get credit for that idea? No. I received the all too familiar, “you were too slow” comments and got thrown into a simple, yet compelling opinion on people like you.
It’s safe to say you annoy me, Dick. Your constant comments drive me nuts. Please, just give someone else a chance to speak. They may have had a better way of saying it than you (yes, that is possible).
You are not a god. You are not a superhero. You are a person, and like all people, you make mistakes. Don’t try to convince others you don’t, because in all honesty, they won’t believe you.
Be a little humane here. Step down from your perch for a while. Feel for a minute what it is like to be someone who is, as you would put it, below you. We’re not all that bad. We find pride in ourselves, not just in all of our exemplary accomplishments. We have no need for the brown-nosing it takes to make it to the top. And we certainly don’t want it.
So, stop taking my thoughts and making them your own. Stop treating others like they are just accessories to your extravagant life. Stop talking.
For once in your life, please, shut up, sit down and just listen.
Sincerely,
Amber Midgley