Sometimes I just don’t understand…

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December 4, 2006, 10:12 PM

I don’t understand what makes people think that sending a volley of insults my way will make them look intelligent. I recently received an Email from a fellow named Scott Blevins from Mendota, Illinois. He asked me three rather intelligent questions, though I admit that they’re somewhat frequently asked. The first question was about why I was interested in fire alarms, and whether others were interested in it. She second was why, despite having a college degree, I work at Wal-Mart. The last one was about how many visitors I get to the site on an average week.

My answers were honest and cordial. For the first question, I described how the interest was sparked, and referred Mr. Blevins to my forums for others’ interest in the same topic. On the second question, I described my ongoing job hunt, and about the interview I had in April. For the last question, I told him that I don’t track my numbers, as I don’t find that information particularly useful for a personal Web site.

For this, I got a response that made me realize that I wasted my time in responding to the initial message. After he called me a “tool” several times, he made a few points that I found amusing. And I quote:

Do you honestly think that people actually give a [expletive deleted] about your stupid journal? The way you write down and document every single painstaking detail is enough for someone to gouge their eyeballs out with an ice cream scooper. Who cares where you have gone and what route you took to get there? Who cares that the strap on your camera bag broke? And who cares about the kind of bed that your dog sleeps on?

Hmm. I always thought that a Journal, or “blog”, as it’s often called, is the place where people can post their thoughts. Some have themes to their blog, such as politics, cooking, etc., and some write about anything. The latter is what I do. It’s like Bruce Williams says. “Welcome to my world.” And like Mr. Williams, I talk about “the good, the bad, and the perplexing.”

Then regarding the Sable:

Also, why the hell do you drive a Sable station wagon? Drive a car that fits your age.

I’d like to know what he considers an “age appropriate” car to be. That ought to be amusing. Besides, I like the Sable. I like the fact that it’s a wagon and not a sedan. It’s exactly what I need in a car. First off, it’s a car, vs. a van like I used to have. Then it’s also got a lot of cargo capacity, which I’ve put to use on a few occasions. It’s not as tall as the van, but the fact that all the carrying capacity is in the main cabin is a major plus. And on top of that, if I really pushed it, I can seat seven, since there’s a rear-facing jump seat in the way back. I’m not saying it would be seven comfortable people, but I have enough seat belts for seven.

Then there’s politics. My Journal has recently seen a string of political entries with this most recent election. He said:

You also need to remember that those are just YOUR opinions, and are not necessarily correct.

Well, duh. We call this site “The Schumin Web” because this is my Web site. These are my opinions. It comes with the turf. I don’t think you’d come here to see anyone else’s Journal. As for correctness, let me compare to this: I listen to Rush Limbaugh on the radio. I often disagree with some of the stuff that Rush says, but he’s still entitled to his opinion.

And of course, the icing on the cake:

You should really get a life, and start to evaluate where it is going. This is not normal behavior for someone of your age.

I’d be interested to find out what he considers “normal”. That should be amusing.

I’ve never understood what makes people want to send Emails like that. I’ve personally always abided by the old rule of, “If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all.” I guess if it makes him feel all big and bad, then more power to him. My opinion of him has gone right down the toilet.

Ah, well…

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