What’s that you say? What does the above title mean? Well, I will tell you.
I fucking hate stereotypes. I spent most my days looking around pointing out, say the redneck from Texas with the big truck or the black guy with 92 Impala with a sound system more expensive car. How about the hipster who is to cool to look like he cares, but in reality it takes him 2 hours to get dress. The Slipkont kid who has life so hard he wants to rage out, but he actually has an awesome mom with an awesome house. The Hispanic from CALI rocking his LOCS and chucks, talking about when he was in a gang patrolling the streets for some “busters”.
The fucking list goes on and on and on. It’s just the way it is. Being in the military I have seen them all first hand. And at first it drove me fucking crazy. I was used to the people I grew up with. The friends I chose and the things we did. Then you throw yourself into a “anything goes, shut the fuck up you pussy” contract…….AND BAM Alaska, the last frontier is my first duty station. Mind you I am from Florida. See the disconnect here? I was so fucking pissed.
I got there and my first roommate in the barracks, was Matt Murray. A squinty eyed indian from Texas. I was fucking pissed. I am a pretty laid back guy. I take that back. I was a pretty laid back guy. I expected a fire water drinking, country asshole. I was fucking wrong again. What I found was a pissed off, short, angry at the world dark-skinned republican. Holy shit this guy had temper on him. Literally calling me a fagat because I owned a Sony VAIO laptop and never hear of Counterstrike. I learned to start hitting back verbally. We would have days of just talking shit to each other. Me and him eventually became very good friends. We have grown apart, but I still would do anything for him. Even though he is a piece of chewed of dog shit who drive a Toyota.
I learned the art of picking out the stereotypes from that asshole. He could humiliate anyone. I honestly think he could make a grown man cry just by abusing him with his angry man gestures through a sound proof window.
Needless to say, I picked up on this skill and used it to my advantage. I could trash talk any asshole in the Army down to a toothpick. I was great at it. Being able to stereotype people just by knowing they listened to Fall Out Boy, or the fact they “only buy Fords”.
Than one day I had a friend say to me something that never really donned on me. ”Hey bro you realize you are a stereotype as well.”
And I was all like” Fuck you. I’m no stereotype.”
And he graciously pointed out to me that I was indeed a stereotype.
These are my stereotype categories- I only buy small import cars. I hate country and listen only to techno. I refuse to eat at places like Panera Bread and Starbucks because they are ” Bullshit hipster dumpsters with overpriced products.” I download movies because I don’t want to pay for them. I only buy underground brand clothing” Because I hate mainstream clothes.”
I used to refuse to wear anything beside t-shirts and jeans because dressing business casual was for the tools imbedded in corporate America.
I came to realize I am a self hating , abuse other people because I can’t face the truth GRADE A DOUCHEBAG.
Holy shit this kind of sucked when it hit home. At first I wanted to pretend it wasn’t true. I thought to myself this is how I am and I have principles. Than I realized I am a fucking complete and utter tool. I like the things I like for a reason. It’s ok to be a stereotype. I feel like the whole idea of stereotypes is to give humans a way to socialize. We are creatures who enjoy each others company. We need a way to find other who have similar interest. Eventually we turned “stereotyping” into a bad thing. I definitely see the good in it. You should to.
What I didn’t like about myself was not liking something, trying it out and finding out I liked it. Me being me, I refused to like anything I despised out loud two days ago for others to hear. FUCK THAT. I can’t back pedal on liking country. Not after all the shit I talked about others.
Damn I was stupid. I have come to terms that humans taste change and evolve. If we are smart enough we will embrace these changes instead being a stubborn ass and trying to stay the same our entire life. That’s just fucking boring.
Just live your life, embrace changes and try not be a stereotyping stereotypical asshole. You’ll live a better life.
P.S. Now I love to going to Starbucks. God I feel like a douche for all the years I missed out on that sweet black gold.