I’m an INTJ and I don’t care. In this somewhat impromptu non-rant, J. explains why he doesn’t give a f*** (flying and non-flying) about certain things. Topic inspired by comedian, Chris D’elia. Go buy J.’s new post-apoc book co-written with Zachie B.
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I feel the same way, especially when listening to someone gossip. It’s hard for me to focus on what they are saying because my mind is screaming, “Who cares?! Who cares?! WHO FUCKING CARES?! Maybe that’s why I don’t have many friends. 🙂
By the way, J, can you slow down on the writing? I can’t catch up!
Ha! Not slowing down. In fact, speeding up!
I’m really enjoying Sacrifice by the way.
Thanks!
I don’t generally care about the details of things, but I tend to feel badly about not caring- probably because I grew up believing women should care about what other people think. I never fully bought into it though, so my friend list is very short.
There is definitely a cultural bias there. Women are taught to be complicit and polite.
Now, now, I think we need to settle this. I believe that fucks are flying in their original, untamed version. You have to catch them alive, tame them and then, and only then, you can give them and mean something. If you give a flying fuck, then it doesn’t mean a lot, because they are still unrefined. Whereas a fuck is a tamed one, it has taken time on your behalf to tame it.
(I wonder how long it will be before I get flagged for profanity…)
You will not be flagged on this site, by this admin 🙂