When you've been an ass...

I am reminded of the infamous scene in the movie 'Meet the Fockers' where Ben Stiller's character unintentionally teaches a baby the word 'Asshole'.

While it's an hilariously awkward scene when he finds out what he's done, compounded by the fact the baby continually repeats his new favourite word 'Asssssshole', the part that I'm interested in and will be discussing today is once you've been an ass and crossed the line... How do you make up for it?

There's the traditional methods of course:

1. Buy the person you've pissed off something
2. Get on your knee's and beg for forgiveness

Now while these methods will work sometimes, you never really know what you've achieved. Be it the person in question;

a) Forgives you
b) Gets over it, or the ultimate
c) All of the above

These are the typical methods of getting out of the dog house, but the game changes when you've done something a little more consistently. Knowing that it annoys them and still doing it. Now that's real dumb!

So, I guess when you've gotten yourself to this point there needs to be a combination of the traditional method and a method only used in special (albeit dumb) occasions.

The thing all men hate, despise and shy away from at any possible chance - The Emotive Method.

This is where you have to grab you're relevant kahunas (see big round things hanging between one's leg) and see if there's a reason for your consistently f***ing annoying behaviour, to put the other persons spin on it.

Where the typical man would grab a carton of piss and seek the answer at the bottom of his 24th beer, generally finding nothing but more problems, one of which is the likelihood that that person may now consider being an alcoholic because of the exciting journey he had getting to that 24th beer. The most efficient way unfortunately is sitting down and having a good hard think about what's going on in your life and trying to work out if there's a correlation between anything stressful in your life that is making your somewhat normal rational self, turn into a bit of a dick (to put a kiwi spin on it).

So here I sit, albeit in not too dissimilar conditions from my last blog. Reflecting on some poor form on my part last night.

It's not too hard however to work out why I may be acting so irrational, in that all I have to do is again look over my last blog and see that I am facing a potentially life changing decision.

Now looking over the last 6 months where this behavioural trait of mine has gotten worryingly more consistent to be called 'one off' I can also trace my discontent with having not gotten a high level education to around the same point where it became more consistent.

So I guess it's decision time. Work out what I'm going to do. Confirm it in my head. Know I have a plan and get on with living a life being a person that I'm happy being.

Now this has all been very educational stuff, if not for you, then just for me, however great as it's been, I've barely touched on the issue I began with... How do I get myself out of the dog box?

How did Ben Stiller's character Gaylord Focker get out of it? I dunno, I can't remember right now, but I'm sure it was stereotypical Hollywood style the good guy always wins.

Going on my loose assumption from Hollywood I guess the next plan of action will be - Sort my sh*t out and be a decent bastard.