Confessions of a Rude Idiot
Yep, that was me — and it doesn’t have to be you.
It’s hard to believe I used to be a rude idiot.
I was the worst kind of idiot, too. I would judge people based on any small detail I could. Maybe their shoes were worn, or they had braces on their teeth, or their breath was slightly off — there was always a reason they were an idiot and I was the best…