In 8th grade I was voted by my class most likely to grow up and annoy the shit out of someone. I won this distinction by turning my classroom into my own personal stage. I admit I took glee in driving my teacher into fits of head pounding rage. I didn’t care, woman hit me with a ruler. All bets are off once the ruler comes into play.
In high school, I once got an English teacher to throw a desk and kick a garbage can. He was a crappy teacher and every kid in the class talked because he never actually taught us anything. One day he yelled at my neighbor for talking about poetry with me (I believe he was talking about his new Apple computer). I guess he thought he was going to yell at me next. I explained to him in a few choice words why he would be wasting his breath. Hence, the desk throwing.
This ability has followed me right into adulthood. My unerring ability to tell exactly what I think about something has led me into a black sheep existence in my school district. The only reason I haven’t been fired is I get results with my students and my students genuinely like me. The way it works is if your students like you, their parents almost always do.
This year I have stepped into it more than usual. Got called into the office for having a classroom discussion about using “gay” as a hate word. Had a student pulled out of my class because the parents were ultra conservative and didn’t like me (student did).
These last two days I have brought the art of pissing people off to a new level. It all started innocent enough. One of my Twitter friends posted John Cusack had followed her (@adamslisa) but he had also posted a message saying he followed and unfollowed with reckless disregard to Twitter etiquette. This statement amused me greatly so I followed him and sent a note, “Just followed @johncusack who says he follows & unfollows with reckless disregard. Well so do I John Cusack, don’t let the suspense kill you.”
I followed this note with another one the next day which said, “I haven’t unfollowed you yet John Cusack but it is coming. Don’t be angry or sad. You brought this on yourself.” I laughed when I got a response from him, “@csdaley here let me help you decide…”
Only problem is apparently Mr. Cusack has been going at it with people over politics (something I was not aware of). I took his response back as a joke and followed up with a new message. I think I am a funny guy. I know there are people who think I am a funny guy. Sometimes I am not as funny as I think I am.
John Cusack apparently agrees because he blocked me on Twitter. I don’t mean to piss people off, it’s a gift. Okay, that is a bold face lie. I do mean to piss people off and do so all the time. This just wasn’t one of them. I will admit I was amused by the reactions of my friends on Twitter. Some were actually mad and others were smacking me around with the sarcasm I so richly deserved.
I am not mad he blocked me. Shit happens. If some bizarre occurrence in the space time continuum happens and I ever meet him. I will tell him I love his movies and have a laugh over my joke failure. It does show you how hard it is to communicate true intent in 140 characters. In the meantime I am going to go get a t-shirt made which says, “I got blocked by John Cusack. I am more annoying than you are!”