Fiorella has noticed that certain people are always the heroes of their own stories, those little anecdotes we all tell each other about ourselves. Most of us downplay our triumphs and, with a pang of sorrow, laugh at our failures, but some people twist their stories to makes themselves shine and everyone else look stupid.
Maybe it's protective bravado that's driving these people to shellac themselves with unmitigated success. Maybe it's plain old boorishness. Whatever it is, Fiorella finds these people annoying and avoids them.
Friday, October 17, 2014
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