There's a long-timer who's almost always at my morning meeting and this guy irritates the hell out of me. Really, he fries my ass.
Intolerable: Not tolerable; not capable of being borne or endured; insufferable; insupportable; unbearable; extremely offensive or insulting.
(Ed Note: I like the phrase "not capable of being borne or endured." That's a high bar to clear. When I was a kid we bandied about the phrase "beyond belief." Same idea - so amazing that it can't be believed. You can't even consider it as true.)
Yeah, yeah, I know - treat him as I would a sick friend and any criticism I make is a criticism of god's handiwork and what do I see in him that I don't like about myself and pray for him every day for two weeks blah blah blah yadda yadda yadda. I STILL can't stand this guy. I mean I REALLY can't stand him. He is, in my opinion, the poster child for the term "Bleeding Deacon" which is a really Bleeding Deaconish attitude on my part.
I repeat myself: The Bleeding Deacons would be an excellent name for a rock group.
"Will you welcome . . . from Vacation City . . . The Bleeding Deacons!!"
I continue to work on my tolerance of other people, places, and things, even the ones I find totally intolerable. The problem as I see it is that I'm virtually without fault and even when a small fault pops up it's here today and gone tomorrow.
Also, I never lie.
And I think The Insufferables or The Unbearables or The Insufferables would all be excellent names for rock groups.
Monday, February 6, 2017
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