WGAS

This post is about giving a shit. Who does and who doesn’t is always a question that people ask. I even heard someone mumble it under their breath the other day, “that son of a bitch doesn’t give a shit about me”, wow, the person was drunk at noon so they probably didn’t even know they said it… Anyway let’s dive right in to this topic.

Should we give a shit, and if so to what extent, and what about? Is there a reasonable amount of GAS that one should be aware of and give freely, say a percentage of daily thought? I know we have all said it “I don’t give a shit”, when in reality we really did, but only said it to protect our feelings. This is kind of like saying that you love me when you really don’t, well maybe not, but who gives a shit, right?

“I do”, is the appropriate answer I suppose to most times when presented with the question of WGAS. But what if you don’t either, should you respond “that’s cool”, or “me either”, or “yeah f... that”. Or you know there is a another form of WGAS, and that would be WGAF, but that form is a little more vulgar and less likely to be used when around Grandma or when in some other proper type settings. Personally I like WGAF better, it comes across as hard core and that I really mean it, even if I don’t.

“Does it really matter”, that’s a good one too, and can be used when the other two are totally inappropriate for the setting. This is a mild form of WGAS and only used when discussing things that matter I guess? “Nothing really matters” is what I have heard some people say, but that is so far from the truth because everything matters in some way, it’s just whether we GAS if they matter or not is what is relevant to this discussion.

So, do you GAS about this topic or not, and do you GAS about me writing about this topic? I would suppose most likely not, although you may say that you do just not to hurt my feelings. In reality should I GAS about what anyone thinks about what I write anyway? If someone does not GAS about what I write they would not be reading this in the first place I suppose, so let’s dispense with the bullshit I don't GAS and get down to the truth of the matter. We all GAS too much when we shouldn’t, and don’t GAS enough when we probably should.

I have always been confused on what to say when, and usually say the wrong thing at the wrong time which is probably what I am doing now, and why most people don’t GAS about me, is what my head tells me, now if it’s true who knows or….who GAS, that’s right, I said it, but only to protect my feelings because I really want someone to GAS about me. Sometimes whether I GAS or not depends on if I have been drinking. Alcohol has a way of bringing out the best WGAS in all of us, just like the guy who I mentioned in the beginning of this story, even though I have no clue what he was mumbling about or even if it was being directed at me.

Is this a stupid story or what? I must be really bored to be writing this, or I feel that I have hurt your feelings and I GAS about them. That's OK if you don't GAS about me, I understand, I happened to think about it and wanted to write, that’s what makes me different. So there you go, from a person who GAS to hopefully someone reading this who GAS too, and forgives me if my feelings are correct.

Crazy, right!

Much Love and Peace
 

Robert
2015