Keep It Simple, Stupid.

I've got some adapting to do, and I just can't figure out which way I wanna adapt. But when dealing with tons of people on a daily basis, one really must have a plan...because chances are, each day, you're gonna run into an idiot. 

COMMON SENSE IS RARE.
Personally, when someone feels the need to explain shit to me that I'm smart enough to already understand on my own, I find it condescending - so I try not to be that way to others.

Like, who the fuck do you think you are trying to explain to me what a fitted sheet is at 21 years old? And yes, I actually can figure out by the words that are printed on the water bottle label that one is purified water and one is water from a spring. And believe it or not, I can chew gum and walk at the same time too! 

But I'm starting to realize that when that happens to me, it's not because people think that I'm stupid, it's because people have adapted and accepted the fact that most people are stupid, and it becomes a habit to explain normal, simple, common sense things that shouldn't need an explanation. 

I DON'T WANT TO HOLD YOUR HAND.
I, on the other hand, have not adapted or accepted this but I might have to....because it never fails, every time I give someone the benefit of the doubt and think, Nah, surely they got this...I'm wrong, and they most definitely do not have it.  

For example, I sent a list of information out via email today to a committee leader (who is way further up the ladder and makes way more money than I do, mind you.) with two items highlighted that were in question. I explained to him that I had requested the information that we needed to verify those last two items, and once it was received the list would be good to go. The person I requested the information from replied back to both of us shortly after, with the information we needed. I assumed that the committee leader would put 2 and 2 together at that point and go with it, so I did nothing further. Some time later the committee leader sends an email to the rest of the committee that says, "we have everything we need except for the information we are waiting on from Jessica, it should come sometime today." Fuckin' really? Do I really need to hold your adult hand, right now? You got the same email that I did. The same information. Use. Your. Brain. 

I know that I would spend less of my time shaking my damn head at the world if I could just revert back to the old school days of Mr. Seibert and make the KISS method a part of my everyday living pattern. You know...KEEP IT SIMPLE, STUPID - and never ever assume that anyone is going use their brain, ever. 

THE EASY WAY OUT. 
Knowing that you can lead an idiot to knowledge, but you can't make him think - it seems that sometimes it's easier to not assume, to not explain, but to just do shit yourself so you know it's done right. My trouble with this is that it makes shit too easy for people - it allows them to continue being stupid and requires more effort outta me. Why should they get to stay lost in left field and not even attempt to use their thought processes, when they are the ones lacking? I know that I can't save the world but I don't think I'm okay with putting forth extra effort to enable stupidity, either.

Example: A supervisor told a staff member here at headquarters today that they don't make overhead pages correctly, so they need to have me do their pages from now on. As opposed to? Say, teaching them how to do it right? Like I don't already page enough? Negative, that's just not gonna work for me.


I really don't know which way is the best way to go, here - it pisses me off when people are dumb and you can't count on them, it takes a lot of my effort to try and improve their ignorance, and it takes a lot of my effort to pick up their slack if I don't...I'm just like, what the hell? All options seem kind of fucky to me but I guess that's the price you pay to be a smart ass in a world full of dumb asses.

...and they say that being brilliant is a blessing. hmph. 

Plant A Key, Destroy A Life. (Fuck Manitowoc County!)

So, how of many of y'all done watched Making A Murderer on Netflix? Can I see a show of hands on how many of y'all found reasonable doubt during that trail, and would not have convicted that poor backward fucker again, had you been on that jury? Really all I could come up with to say up after spending like, 10 hours of my life watching it and then hearing the verdict was: BULLSHIT!

I know that y'all basically know at this point that I'm a sucker for the long shot and I seem to always find myself rooting for the underdog and trying to save a motherfucker that can't be saved - that being the case, my opinion may be a bit biased because I sure to seem to love me a good idiot. But y'all also know that I'm basically a mastermind...I'm smart, paranoid and intuitive. Which means that I tend to figure shit out pretty quickly and I'm rarely wrong.  I really should have done something with my life, but that's neither here nor there. And I'm telling y'all what - stubborn as I am on top of all that - had I been on that jury...I sure would have caused a stink!

Now, I'll admit that I went into this one with a slightly jaded view. Michele and I had discussed this show a few days prior, and during our conversation she gave me the back story and basically said, "I watched the story on his original case on Dateline, and I'll give him that one...but they found the missing woman's body, and her car on his property and they knew that she had been there to see him. I can't see how he didn't do it." And I agreed, I mean - one would think that would be enough to prove that he was involved. But oh, no no no. 

Sitting here Sunday, refusing do anything that required effort and bored out of my wits, I decided that a new Netflix binge was in order. Hadn't been on a good one since the last season of OITNB came out - so off into Netflix world I went. And that's where I stayed for 8 hours on Sunday, and I came right home and finished it up last night. And last night, boy was I fired up over some fucker I don't even know. 

On Sunday, my narcolepsy got me down for a moment and I slept thru episode 4. Melony had already watched the first two episodes, but started watching again after I did and due to my nap, she ended up about an hour ahead of me. Therefore, I was able to spout off my opinions as the show went on to someone else who knew what was up without ruining it for anybody. My messages to Melony went a little something like this.... 

- fell asleep, gotta watch 4 again...lol.
- oh, these fuckers done planted the blood!
- starting 6 now.
- this poor fucker. smdh.
- ugh! #freestevenavery.
- cant help but feel sorry for these hill jack fuckers. jury is out deliberating and my wifi is fuckered up. go figure. 
- eh, who needs a liver anyhow? mines probably an asshole. (that doesn't apply, it's just funny shit.)
- oooooh......at the verdict now!
- BULLSHIT!!!!
- cousin Kayla is a douchebag!
- whaaaaat? Brendan? guilty? these motherfuckers.....
- all a bunch of bullfuckery!
- how is her family okay with accepting it was him with all the holes in the story? You'd think they'd wanna know for sure!

As you can see, I was substantially perturbed all the way through because the bullshit was sooooo obvious, and seemingly never ending. As if being wrongfully accused, not getting a fair shot at proving his innocence,  serving 18 years for a rape he didn't commit, and losing his wife and kids for no reason at all wasn't enough the first time, these asshole cops just couldn't leave well enough alone and managed to frame him and get a false conviction AGAIN! And the fucked up part of it all, is that they didn't even do a good job at it, they got called on several bullshits that made all their evidence against him null and void, and despite that - they fucking pulled it off!

I could go on for days explaining in detail what happened and what was wrong, but I won't ruin the whole thing for those of you who haven't watched it. All I know, is that if a loved one of mine had been the girl that got murdered, I would not have even slightly accepted that Steven Avery was the one who killed her. How in the world they think justice was served for this girl is beyond me. 

And to think, all of this happened to this poor man because he did something that any decent man would have done - he chased down his own cousin, who was married to a cop, and came apart on her ass one morning for telling people that he was pervert...smdh. We sure live in a fucked up world. 

I know what I know and right now I now two things: My smart ass won't ever be traveling to Manitowoc County Wisconsin, and as soon as I can manage to find one I'm gonna have a "Free Steven Avery" t-shirt and I'm gonna rock that son of a bitch.