#but there's a difference between occasional poor decisions and being stupid as like a defining characteristic

[moth-time]

thinking about dungeon meshi (as you do) and something that has been increasingly bothering me is how many people call Laios 'stupid' or similar. Often even as they are trying to pitch the manga to people.

And it's been bugging me because it's just. Absolutely not true? Laios is socially inept to a fault, that's like half the driving reason for the plot. But beside the obvious 'he knows a shit-ton about monsters and this is very helpful to their dungeon adventuring', he's also shown to be a good strategist, and pretty decent at magic once he actually puts his mind to it. He's a competent team leader who knows his teams strengths and weaknesses well despite being fairly bad at people. He can be silly, but to be fair so can most of his team. And he does make poor/stupid decisions (like eating raw parasite) mainly because of his hyperfixation sometimes. But he's far from stupid.

Idk man I am obviously annoyed because I think calling the heavily autistic coded guy 'stupid' is a bad look, but it annoys me doubly because the story makes it pretty obvious that he is not. That's a pretty essential part of the story actually!

#dungeon meshi #laios #meta #moth talks #i realize posting this on the day the parasite episode airs #may be counter productive #but in my defense #it was the thought “well that was stupid” that prompted this #he does stupid shit sometimes! #so does marcille #so does senshi as a matter of fact #but there's a difference between occasional poor decisions and being stupid as like a defining characteristic #the later doesnt really apply to anyone in DM #and certainly not to laios

[horrorinreallife]

First of all, if you see this and say to yourself, “Oh. My. God. I’m going to keep an eye on her. I cannot believe she just said that.”

That’s actually just fine. I admit here publicly and to the entire world that the next boss that I have that does not value my time, experience, knowledge, thinks I shouldn’t work at all, thinks I would be better in the creative arts (man seriously fuck you with that why don’t you go tell that to Sally Mae. I fully admit I went for a creative degree simply so that I could still drink my face off and graduate with a diploma and just go join Corporate America and make tons of money so I could drink more and afford party drugs sorry that is who I am to the core and if that makes me a terrible person then come at me so I can run away from how stupid you are for wasting so much time being concerned about what I am doing versus your own life) and wants me to fuck them, well, I will murder you, like, the hardest.

Now I’m old and tiredish and one of those annoying and careful health people. ONLY because if you treat your body really well you don’t get sick or hurt that often (or ever) which saves tons of time dealing with the US Healthcare System which must have been designed by scientists in a lab just gathering together a bunch of orangutans and giving them construction paper and crayons and then just using those as blueprints for the entire structure in which to build a nationwide healthcare system.

Anyway, back to the premeditated yet unspecified murder confession.

One time I had a boss that was actually super fun to party with and I am pretty sure I was up for a promotion and we were wasted one night and he just drunkenly blurted out how hard I made his dick. Actually he didn’t blurt it out, he prefaced it with “You’re going to be mad.” Then told me. I wasn’t even mad! In no way was I impressed either, unfortunately. Truly horrified because I was familiar with what the next series of events would most likely be with him as my superior in the workplace. And honestly, he was actually hot and super fun and if it had been any other situation I would have absolutely helped him out with that hard dick situation (although he also had a wife that had literally just given birth so I felt bad about that too, I felt really bad for her, to be honest. Looking back if that were to happen now it would have strictly been the fact that he was my boss though. Sorry ladies. Keep your husbands away from me if you are a bitch) but the bottom line is I had a job in which I enjoyed and did well and was paid well and what I did with that money (basically gamble, but in the creative arts) was my own business and decisions and he ended up really fucking that (my ability to keep working that job and earning that money) up for me and so that was the last straw.

Ok, I mean, there were a couple of other instances since then that were much less severe because the people I dealt with were just simple country folk and you just cannot blame them for being just so mind-blowingly stupid, but I swear to you, the next time I am resorting to murder.

I mean, unless they are just so stupid again and then I feel bad for them again. Goddamnit I am stuck in a neverending loop.

Oh, also, if you are a potential employer reading this blog, in no way am I being coy with you. Murder, in this case, would be in cold blood.

What I am saying to you is that I am fed up with being disrespected in the workplace and I will kill you with my bare hands. Depending on how much of a douche you were to me specifically in regards to underestimating my abilities because of any archaic pre-conceived gender biases you held I would probably drag it out for quite some time, strictly to annoy the ever-living fuck out of you for both my own amusement and for wasting my time but eventually, I would murder you, again, not as in fuck you for being such an asshole hahaha you’re so funny fuck me so hard daddy/mommy, but I will literally murder you after which you would die, simply for being the last person that underestimated me in the workplace.

—-> I know there’s that super-lazy cop out way of hiring someone to murder other people for you but that is for lazy, lazy, stupid shitbags who are unable to complete a task. The truly fearful and Whitney. Oh, excuse me, typo. I meant whiney. Also if you are hiring people for that, those people aren’t usually the best at knowing who would actually make an effective contract killer for someone with more than 3 brain cells because, unfortunately, I’m going to have to bring up the stupidity again. I am referring to your stupidity, not the people you hir... nevermind. This will go over your head entirely. Yes I am being slightly emotionally abusive however it is in no way because I am attracted to you but in every way is a warning of your impending demise because I’m pretty sure I actually knew a guy like this once who legitimately told me he was going to kill himself at a specific age that was actually pretty young and so I absolutely keep my distance from that person even when they repeatedly ask me out and it’s just like obviously you are lying because that age has obviously come and gone for you but I wish that it was true and that I had the ability to speed up time. You can tell when a true friend is in trouble. That guy is no friend. <—-

“Hahaha you have a typo above that says Whitney instead of whiney. Was that a Freudian slip for Whitney Houston?”

What can I say, bitch couldn’t handle her crack.

“Oh my god! That is terrible!!!!”

That was terrible. Seriously! In all honesty she was stupid for giving Bobby Brown even a fraction of a second of her time. I understand poor self esteem is a thing, I’ve both wasted my time and had a HIL. AR. EE. OUS. time with that, but at a certain point you are just being stupid.

Also, I completely understand that there are people totally into that whole poor self-esteem/emotional abuse dynamic but just FYI: there are educators out there that then have to deal with your slack-jawed, ski-sloping forheadded children (I am in no way referring to the bunny hill here folks). SERIOUSLY! 👏 HOW 👏 MUCH 👏 SPACE 👏 IS 👏 POSSIBLE 👏 BETWEEN 👏 EACH 👏 INDIVIDUAL 👏 TOOTH 👏 IN 👏 ONE 👏CHILD’S 👏 MOUTH 👏 You would be amazed. Breastfeeding is certainly up to the parent(s’) descretion, however, there should be some kind of limit strictly in the best interests of the child.

Anyway, you are simply making those educators’ lives more of a nightmare than they already are.

I assure you. Those lives are already a nightmare of which recovery is slim to none.

Oh! One time (I have a feeling this wasn’t the first time but he actually married this one) my brother was with the poster child for white trash, I mean this bitch was so annoying and crazy but to the perfect stereotype. Constant selfies. Could not hold down a job. Was going to be a model despite her giant ass. I’m not talking about a phat ass dem boiis wanna be up ‘a bouncin’ on either, I am saying this bitch looked like if you poured unmixed pancake batter into pants. She had so many children from different baby-daddies (her last one was with this burn out I went to high school with and the kid LITERALLY has fetal alcohol syndrome or something). Anyway, a few times before they got married she could not have been blowing up his phone hardcore stalker-style any harder, but like FOR REAL, and I definitely had some concerns but I just assumed he’d figure it out. Well, anyway, they actually got married and he was deployed in the military and I guess she was like cheating on him and whatever else the whole time and just, here’s my issue:

I love my little brother and I was truly fearful when he was deployed because I was certain he was going to be out wandering around in the desert and step on a land mine and die. I feel like this bitch, in a way, kept him safe from that but then also must have been so fucking stressful to deal with too that there’s no way he doesn’t have major emotional damage from all that considering all the other horrible shit he must have seen overseas. Plus he does have women just constantly in his fucking face. If you’ve not met my mother, or father at this point, I mean, goddamn.

Anyway, I really wanted to kill that bitch for real. I am pretty sure that if my brother had been killed overseas while deployed while married to her, I promise you I would have murdered her without even a second thought of the consequences and just hoped somehow any money the government had to give for my brother’s death went to her daughter at the time so that poor little girl would have had a fighting chance. As you can imagine this little girl was *a bit* of a nightmare too but in her defense, with a mom like that she was doing pretty well. I imagine she’s probably like 13 with 2-3 kids by now unfortunately.

Anyway, to recap:

List of people to kill

1. The next employer that sexually harasses (stay tuned for a blog in which I define sexual harassment, much better than those hilarious corporate videos that just simply give ideas on how to sexually harass someone creatively) me to the point of me being unable to do my job for which I am being paid. P.S. If you are really hot or a fun person, sexually harass me all you want just don’t fucking afffect my paycheck in any way or then you’ll have to deal with me fucking killing you to death and I actually in all honesty don’t want to deal with that. I actually don’t mind being sexually harassed as long as it’s not from 4,000 people at the same time. Also, again, if it affecting my ability to earn money in which I use to pay my few bills and tend to my basic needs and fucking have fun occasionally like a normal person I will fucking summon Lucifer himself and bring a fear and actual murder upon you that you will not survive because you will die.

2. Any extremely stupid white trash cunts (in no way is that gender or income-specific in this instance) that torture any of my friends to the point that it is somehow directly affecting me in some way. My friends are smart people who can handle themselves (usually), and at this point I do not really give too many shits about anyone’s well-being because my own takes priority (I am single with no kids you can go ahead and hate me all you want that’s my right to be a selfish bitch) HOWEVER, hopefully by now they all understand I am in no way wanting whatsoever to be responsible for them. EXCEPT if something that is too white trash and stupid is affecting them to the point that it is affecting me then there is an issue.

3. Oh yeah, I forgot about stalkers. If you want to waste time stalking me you can but I’m going to just end up SEVERELY hurting your feelings and I apologize but don’t even put yourself through that. I’m serious. I see what you are doing and will patiently work with the situation but eventually I will get away from you and you may or may not recover from the emotional damage I left in my wake because I really do not appreciate that. That is what you deserve. Focusing on one person like that is very, VERY damaging to them.

4. Anyone, in general, that feels I shouldn’t work a job for pay. I do not give a rat’s shit how “dead end” a job is, “in this economy”, a job is a job. It is true I should be working a highly-paid corporate sales job, however, did you just read what I wrote above? At this point I could probably get some facial tattoos. Maybe I will. Just kidding. That makes you look retarded. You are illustrating your I.Q. right on your face. It’s very funny to everyone else, but I mean seriously.

I will add to this list later.