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Christmas Confidential: Gingerbread Houses

Christmas Confidential
In case you didn’t know, I go all the fucking way overboard on a gingerbread house every year. I look forward to it every year starting on December 26th. Spoiler, this year was a Hawaiian themed shack on the beach. Spoiler 2x, next year considering Japan is the goal, it’s going to be a pagoda on a river.

Earlier this year I went on a date with a nice lady, owner of a household-name bakery in Cinci. Won’t say which one, but if you’re local, you know it.

I showed her my past gingerbread houses. I believe it was out of character for her, but I can’t express my surprise how cruel she was. I believe the exact words were “trash” and “amateur.” Not in a playful way.

Keep in mind, I don’t bake AT ALL, like never. I buy the kit and assemble/decorate. She went to pastry school and owns multiple bakeries and produces beautiful, expensive baked goods. Picture LeBron somewhat aggressively talking shit to me how much I suck at playing HORSE in the driveway.

I was taken aback, loss for words. I paused and all I said was, “you don’t have to be an asshole.” Not like me to even say that. 

“I’m not in this world to live up to your expectations and you’re not in this world to live up to mine.” - Bruce Lee

I keep repeating this over and over in my head. Not that some people are ok being an asshole, and not that I should manage expectations about other people being decent.

I have to consciously remind myself that people have different standards. To some, I'm flat out stupid. To some, I’m a low-life piece of shit who dresses poor. To some I'm right wing, or left wing. To some I’m a simp, to some I just have a dick and that is enough reason to be destroyed. My favorite is that Kuma is a doodle and thus not a real dog. Never understood that one. If I slit her throat, she’ll bleed out. I promise she’s a real dog.

And they'll say hurtful shit to you based on their standards.

The fun one of the season is that I’m too into Christmas. Red flag, something wrong with you, however worded. I am fascinated when people will say off-putting shit just because you love something (that doesn’t hurt anyone). 

I’ve found myself in these situations too often this year. Think I've just hit the wall where I'm fucking tired of people being shitty and frankly I'm tired of trying to be a good person.

This is not one where I leave it with a bow and tell you to be kind. I don't have the answer. People do fucking suck and this doesn't change. You choose how to be.

The end.

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Eric Hoang