Faulkner was such a tino!!!!!
He was. He ignored people during the Post Office's posted hours and hid in the back, drinking and writing.
Actually, I have an anti-rant about Customer Service that's been boiling on my brain.
Emmett's catcher's mitt needs to be completely restrung and resewn. The guy who is the local expert in the bay area is a shoe repair guy in the East Bay. And if you look at Yelp about this guy (Kensington Cobbler fyi) people (a) acknowledge he's a master of leather work, and (b) he has poor customer service because he tells people their shoes are too shitty to be fixed. Like a typical review will say "He's five stars for the quality of his work and his knowledge of the subject, but two stars for insulting my shoes."
And my take (which I realize is in the minority, especially around here) is: Fuck those people with their shitty shoes. Respect and defer to his genuine depth of knowledge on the subject. He offers incredible value for the cost of his work so take your stupid ass sense of entitlement and cram it. If he tells you that your shoes are crappy and ill-made then take his word for it. He actually knows he's talking about.
Take a picture of them, they can be cute there forever. You can have pics of shoes down your hall.
Isn't that kind of the point of the song? That he TOTES deserved to be called asshole.
Well,
as I see it
the point of the song is that if you're good enough then being an asshole is beside the point. Which relates back to my shoe-maker in the above post and my defense of irresponsible artists who make great work at the expense of their families, friends and posting your letter.
Why celebrate rudeness? You can be good at a skill or an art and be not an asshole.
Why celebrate rudeness? You can be good at a skill or an art and be not an asshole.
Yes. There's no reason to be rude, even if you know what you're talking about.
I'm going to bed, maybe I'll dream about tiger woods and roman Polanski totally being jutified in their assholishness because of their extreme talent and all it has done for their respective fields.
Why celebrate rudeness? You can be good at a skill or an art and be not an asshole.
I'm not celebrating rudeness. One of the issues with the shoemaker is simply that he's a snarky Brit and his ironic tone is lost on Northern Californians.
There's no reason to be rude, even if you know what you're talking about.
But what if there's a reason to tell the truth in a culture where that is considered offensive? Because the expectation is that he not say a shoe is ill-made even when it is. He's actually telling them the true value of fixing the shoe versus investing in a better made shoe.
Honestly, I think this is the issue. Truth-telling is not valued (and in this instance I do think that's the source of conflict). I'm pretty sure Cordelia will back me on this one.
I'm going to bed, maybe I'll dream about tiger woods and roman Polanski totally being jutified in their assholishness because of their extreme talent and all it has done for their respective fields.
If I limited your bookshelves to writers who were conventionally nice people you'd have very few books.
But what if there's a reason to tell the truth in a culture where that is considered offensive? Because the expectation is that he not say a shoe is ill-made even when it is. He's actually telling them the true value of fixing the shoe versus investing in a better made shoe.
I have no issue with the man saying that the shoe is ill-made when it is. I do have an issue if he's an insulting ass about it. Which, not having read the Yelp reviews, I don't know that he is, but if that many people are having negative reactions to him, it's entirely possible.
