It’s rarely overt trashing of me personally, to my face. It’s usually in the form of, “Pain? Uhaghh. I’d rather stab needles into my eyes and eat fish guts than do
that!”
It’s sort of like, “Yeah, your new girlfriend? She’s great. Yeah. For you, I mean. She’s great for you. But man, I couldn’t...No, just no. I couldn’t. I’d rather drink gasoline than...oh, forget it. Did I say how great she was? Good for you, man.”
But, I don’t take it personally. I find it kinda funny. It’s all good. What works for me, works for me. I don’t care what anyone else says.
Cuz I’m chillin at a rockin’ lake house in the NC mountains right now, for the next week. Life is good.