"The whole thing is, there are those points in your life where you realize that you're completely wrong and you completely fucked everything up, and you know it, deep down, you truly know that you're completely wrong. And the thing is that you just accept that fact, say the hell with it, and then move on. See, you don't have the capacity for that. You honestly believe that you're right all the time, so you have no idea what someone such as myself goes through on an almost daily basis."
I was talking to the guy seated next to me at the Swill. He had just been yelling about the election or the football game or something, getting in my face and spitting in my eye. I was was trying to explain my point of view to him.
"Hey, I'm not your father," he said to me. "Don't take out those feelings on me. I'm not your dad."
"Oh yeah, I know that. You're taller than him."
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