I was born with a overgrown chip on my shoulder which contributed to my acute bittertosis. This chip contributed to my lifelong bitter rivalry with Scouts. Last night as we went to the concert(don’t get all excited, it was my son’s 2nd grade space concert), which caused us to show up late for his scout meeting, somewhere in my half awake state, I reflected on how scouts has increased the large chip on my shoulder. It ruined the Wednesday’s and Friday/Saturday’s every couple of month for campouts in my youth, then ten years ago it ruined my Tuesday’s as a “leader”(a term I use loosely). Now it’s ruining my Tuesday and sometimes Thursdays as a parent/leader again. But the worst of all was last night when it made my chip the largest, when it took chips away from me. Chocolate chips. The chocolate chips on top of the Rice Krispy Treats that weren’t going to me, but to the Scouts after their pack meeting. Let’s take a look at some other people with large chips on their shoulders:
Like for instance this Dolphin…
This dog just got a chip…
Clearly this cat had the game gene removed…
This guy had his chip removed and replaced…
This amazing specimen of bitter rage..
This pizza cutter…
This dad just provided his son with the greatest gift…
As hard as this muppet tried…
As hard as this guy is working to get rid of his chip…
Apparently John Boyega(Fin from Star Wars) was just told…
The only chip these guys have…
And the chip that is residing on my shoulder…
Tune in next time…
The next time someone comments about that chip on your shoulder, you tell them it is yours and you will not tolerate someone making you to feel like any less of a person for having it. Because it belongs on YOUR Rice Krispy Treats and those are yours and not someone else’s.
ARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH
Bitter You Got To Get that Chip off you Shoulder Ben