i find psychologists slightly creepy. "therapists" or people with education degrees in counseling are totally off the wall nuts. but with psychologists there might be a payoff. this one said i was strong, and that was okay. he talked a lot about my sister, which had my attention completely, but was minimally helpful and not okay in the same way that exaggerated empathy for an ex-boyfriend is not cool. he indirectly passed tips in identifying people being stupid, which really only causes me to become irritable.
i thought about this while on the train some guy was sucking loudly on a straw that made an annoying noise. i whispered, "that straw is fucking annoying," from behind him and his headphones. he put down his stupid rubbermaid container and as if hard of hearing, loudly took a call from an associate weightlifter. i wish him hemorrhoids. actually i don't, he likes having roommates to keep him from getting lonely. if i could make short people stop trying to make themselves bigger by walking slowly through the absolute center of every available space i would be much appeased. please i am trying to get on a train. one day. lets all mentally roll out the red carpet for the short people.
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