Saturday, May 26, 2012

Soccer.

I am one of the rudest people I know.  I curse.  I talk shit. And I am competitive.  That's why I have never been good at playing group sports with other people.  But somehow I got convinced that I would be a great addition to my employer's soccer tournament next week.  I don't think that's a good idea considering the organization I work for.  The reason that I joined was to hang out with a new crowd, but I soon come to realize that my mouth is not welcomed, and I can understand why.

Let me give you a synopsis:  I am being told something by someone and my response is, "Why don't you just shut the fuck up!"  Yes, that's little 5'7" Rose in all her glory talking shit.  I hate being competitive because I take everything way too personal.  I try to warn people of my competitive nature, yet somehow they think that I will be an asset to their team.   Guess what; I'm not.  I will not think about you when I play; I only think of me.  So please do yourself the favor and avoid me when it comes to any sporting event that I compete in because I am dirty.  And the worst part is that I am not even good.  I run a lot and I am fit, but that's as far as I go.  I can barely dribble the ball, and I am scared of using my head.  I am not a great player.  But I'm still fucking hot (thank the Greek gods) and I look real good in short shorts. 

But in the end, what it comes down to it.  I feel shameful afterwards because I can't control myself.  I should just smoke sum and hope for the best.  Did I mention there are kids involved?

I should just quit.  But I won't.  I am too competitive to quit. 

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