How often do you see things and think: ‘My goodness, that’s ridiculous!’? Hairstyles and mustaches that you only saw on a soccer field in the 80s. Your neighbor’s favorite music and the volume he plays it at: ridiculously loud! The color of his car: orange. The statues in his front yard: garden gnomes. Those choices made by other people? Ridiculous!
I, on the other hand, have always had good taste; I can’t remember a single moment I’m ashamed of. No bad choices in terms of clothes or hairstyles. No pretentious behavior to pick up a woman. No lies about books I supposedly read to impress ‘interesting people’.
I am never ridiculous! I think.