Saturday, June 10, 2006

A case study: Social idiotry in 23 year old idiot. You idiot.

'So I don't know I guess when someone says "tenth" to me, I hear "twentieth", and I continue to think "twenty" even when I have a piece of card right in front of me that quite clearly, now that I inspect it closely and it is too late to do anything about it, reads "ten".'


The above quote was written by the subject of this case study. His specific condition is as of yet unnamed. Some descriptors have been suggested which aptly portray the patient's condition, but they are all unfit for publication here due to coarse language.

This patient has deficiencies performing simple tasks such as being at a certain place at a certain time, maintaining communication, keeping promises, and other life skills collectively known as "being a friend" and "not being a screwup".

Treatment: We ordered the patient to cease all further attempts at social interaction. We feel that the patient is doomed to fail and frankly, does not deserve the attentions of those good, decent people who might tolerate the patient's constant foolishness, inefficacy, and self-destructive behaviour. The patient was advised that if he should feel lonely, the resulting social void could be satisfactorily filled by lower life forms such as animals, plants, and people met through the internet.

Prognosis: Don't be silly.

2 Comments:

Blogger eyes on europe:

is this you?! and is it regarding the date of katie's wedding?!!!

about three days before i kept reminding myself to call you to ask what was up transporation-wise (i got crapped out on by everyone else, they got a van with no room for me or scott) so i just ended up driving my nervewracked self up with scott. but anywho, pretty much the only times i was available and not at work to call you were after 11 p.m. and i just felt ungood about waking up the entire foust residence.

lo siento, kid. i apologize. my bad.

you missed getting to throw marshmellows at katie. and riding a train for an hour into the city to spend 30 minutes walking to and from the sears tower and then getting back on the train to ride it an hour back and go home.

6/15/2006 10:47:00 PM  

Blogger Textual Harassment:

Not your fault. If I'd been on the ball I would have called you.

6/17/2006 11:19:00 PM  

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