One way to be certain that you never get a life is to continue to blame others for why you haven’t accomplished anything yet. Yes, blame shifting is a non-negotiable if you want to lock in misery.
For those finding it hard and somewhat silly to affix blame on others, let me assist you. Try this: If you had a rough childhood, or possibly were even rejected in the womb, then magnify that and milk it for everything it’s worth and use it to have people forever pity you and never expect anything from you.
Think about how many miles you can get from blaming others. Float this turd the next time people come around you and expect something out of you. Tell them your parents neglected you and that they did not pay enough attention to you and your silly antics while you were growing up because they were obsessing, as Dennis Miller said, “on stupid things like putting food on the table and keeping a roof over your head.”
Y’know what I’d do if I were you? I’d write hate poems about them and show up at Barnes and Noble during their “Open Mike” night and skewer your parents publicly with a carpy little psycho poem. That’ll show ‘em.
Also, your bad behavior may be caused by low blood sugar. If it is, or if you think that it possibly could be the reason, then ride this little hobbyhorse away from accountability and blame all your bad behavior on the fact that you didn’t have your daily dozen sugar packs.
Another thing to think about if you’re having a problem making money is that it’s probably President Bush’s fault. Yeah, Bush is to blame for why you can’t pay the rent on that crack house you call home. That’s right, even though everyone else is prospering all around our nation (even illegal aliens!), and they are prospering during the War on Terror no less, somehow, just somehow, you’re being adversely financially affected. It’s got to be, got to be, Bush and Cheney’s fault. Man, don’t you hate them?
In addition to believing that your crazy lack of cash is Bush’s doing, you ought to also consider another possible reason why you’re cashless: those blind employers can’t see your hidden genius or your amazing talents; it’s their lack of prophetic insight into your superstar qualities that’s making you move back home to live with your 60 year old mommy.
Yes, whether you blame the President, myopic business owners or anyone else, the root cause of your denari deficiency certainly has nothing to do with your ridiculous absence of personal ambition, your zero level of creativity, your staggering stupidity or your being the biggest, whiny and nauseating, nerve grating pain in the butt to work with.