You know you're a pessimist
if:
When asked, "How are
you?" you respond, "What kind of question is that?"
You have a t-shirt with the
words, "I hate to be the one to break it to you," printed on it.
You knew all along that Lance
Armstrong was doping.
You have created a blog with
the title I Know No One Is Reading This
You use sarcasm the way most
people use salt—you put it on everything
In 1988 you were a fan of the
anti-Bobby McFerrin song titled Be wary,
Stay Ready
Here's a little song I wrote
Probably gonna get stuck in your throat
Be wary, Stay Ready
In every life the sun it shines
But another storm's coming in its time
But another storm's coming in its time
Be wary, Stay Ready
You got a nice place to lay your head
You got a nice place to lay your head
But it won't be long 'til your dead
Be wary, Stay Ready
The government says that our Union is great
Pretty soon they come and take your State
Be wary, Stay Ready
Be wary, Stay Ready, Be wary, Stay Ready
Be wary, Stay Ready, Be wary, Stay Ready
A pessimist and optimist have
met in a bar to finally settle the age-old conundrum of the half empty/half
full glass. Each orders a tall glass of
beer and subsequently drinks half of their drink. As the two glasses are placed
next to each other the pessimist grabs the optimist’s drink and finishes it
off. The optimist orders another, drinks half and places the glass down next to
the pessimist’s. Again. the pessimist grabs the optimist’s drink and finishes
it off. This happens three more times.
Finally the optimist looks at the pessimist and says, “There’s no way this
experiment is going to work now, you’re half drunk.” The pessimist lifts his own glass and raises
it in a toast and says, “No, I’m half sober.”