Will someone please abuse me? I've not been scorned, rejected or humiliated for almost a week now, despite my momentary contacts with the postman, my neighbours, the yobbos on the street, and the chaps at work. No women have laughed at me or made those little hand signs they make to symbolize my inadequacy. No men have made rude jokes at my expense or ridiculed my fashion footwear. Nothing. I think they're all in a conspiracy to deny me my one satisfaction in life! It's terrible. I feel utterly unappreciated. On my own. Like a complete unknown. With no direction home. Not even my hours of listening to old Bob Dylan and Leonard Cohen records can lift the heavy burden I carry. WHO will take pity on me in my hour of need?????? Who?
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