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Jesse is one of the night time janitors where I work. He is a pathological liars who cannot tell consistant lies. He also fancies himself a political philospher. Naturally, he is not the kind of person I enjoy talking to. Like all such people, he thinks I love listening to him talk. An excerpt from last night's exchange.
Jessie: I want nothin' to do with that Patriot Act. If Congress passes that act... say they come over to my house on a loud music complaint. They can search my house and take me to jail 'cause I got two grams o' marijuana and a ounce o' cocaine!
Me: Oh YEAH! Totally write your Congressman because of that ounce of cocaine!
Jessie: (Not understanding sarcasm) Don't think I won't!
Me: Yeah, you with your cocain, you're not the bad guy or anything.
Jessie: I'm not! That's illegal search and seizure. What about the guy with two kilos o' cocaine? What about the guy got a ton o' cocaine? But they come into my house and take my ounce of it, that's illegal. I'll write Congress and make 'em gimme back my cocaine!
Sometimes I utterly lack the words to describe how stupid some people are.
Jessie: I want nothin' to do with that Patriot Act. If Congress passes that act... say they come over to my house on a loud music complaint. They can search my house and take me to jail 'cause I got two grams o' marijuana and a ounce o' cocaine!
Me: Oh YEAH! Totally write your Congressman because of that ounce of cocaine!
Jessie: (Not understanding sarcasm) Don't think I won't!
Me: Yeah, you with your cocain, you're not the bad guy or anything.
Jessie: I'm not! That's illegal search and seizure. What about the guy with two kilos o' cocaine? What about the guy got a ton o' cocaine? But they come into my house and take my ounce of it, that's illegal. I'll write Congress and make 'em gimme back my cocaine!
Sometimes I utterly lack the words to describe how stupid some people are.
