Am I an asshole? In the past, I would have said "no" with…
““Am I an asshole? In the past, I would have said "no" with some degree of confidence. But as I drop my bag of groceries into my bike pack under the store's front awning, I have to consider that the answer might have changed during the past few months. They say misery loves company. I think I get it now. That back there with Marley-- taunting her, I admit--that shit was the best part of my day. My week. My month. That shit was the rainbow in a fucking black and white film. The outrage on her face... Goddamn. I fucking loved her angry, bright red face. When I turned to walk away, she looked mad enough to spit bullets. All over a fucking pack of pork chops. As I zip my bag, I press my lips together--to suppress a wicked chuckle. Asshole. I'm not sure I even mind it. Why not be an asshole? Nice guys come in last--another adage I'm starting to believe. I've played it nice my whole damn life, or fucking tried. Why not seek out entertainment now?””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The narrator questions moral identity, embracing flawed behavior as a source of excitement and authenticity.
In simple terms: Questioning beingness can be liberating.
Accept flaws, explore authentic self.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- creative writing
- self‑reflection
- friendship dynamics
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What drives the desire to be an “asshole”?
- How does this affect relationships?
May glorify harmful behavior.