Sometimes I think that I am a douchebag but completely unaware of it… and now I am slowly realizing that I am a douche. Or perhaps I am just becoming more of a douche as I age.
Either way, it’s disconcerting.
These are texts that I’ve sent this week that I think indicate my increasing levels of douchebaggery:
“I also got an armband cellphone / iPod case”
“Ballpark me: how good are Argentinian syrahs?”
“she’s now one of those people who calls Vancouver ‘vancity’. ugh.”
“actually, it’s spelt ‘kiitos'”
Yup. I’m a douche.
