If I had 10 baht for every time someone has called me an asshole since moving to Bangkok I’d be a dollar millionaire several times over. Give me 10 baht for every time someone has said it to me since my late teens and I’d be on the Forbes rich list.
Each and every time I hear or read that seven letter word I make the mistake of either replying, or thinking, “Yeah and the Pope’s a catholic, tell me something I don’t know”.
Why do so many people think I’m an asshole?
Most of the time it’s just for speaking my mind and people silly enough to ask me what I think expecting me to tell them what they want to hear.
I like to call a spade, a spade. I don’t have the time or the patience to dance around the fire trying to say something in a way that won’t offend anyone.
But the trouble with approach is most people don’t want to hear the truth or a different opinion from their own, so they get all defensive and stoop to tossing around insults like the one below that recently landed in my inbox:
Sometimes you act like a complete asshole mate , obviously your just a sad old sex tourist – Frankie
This was because the fella didn’t like my take on clearing footpaths around Bangkok of the street stalls. An intelligent and well thought out response.
This type of response is the daily norm, be it an email, a Facebook or Twitter comment and on occasion, in person.
Nobody is perfect but I can look myself in the mirror every morning and accept who and what I am.
Being the full-time asshole that I am today has taken almost 30 years of trial and error but I think I’ve got down to a “T” now and nothing is likely to change.
I know I’m an asshole, there’s no need to tell me and it will save us both a wasted conversation or email exchange.