Snark Attack

Hi, my name is Annmarie, and I'm addicted to sarcasm. I honestly don't know how I would survive without it. Or, at least stay out of jail without it. Wielding it takes the edge off, lets me release the building pressure in little spurts so I don't blow.

Sometimes, it's pretty funny, downright hilarious even. And to my family who will tell me I'm not as funny as I think, I get lots of laughs at work and with friends. So there.

However, at times, my snarky comments are just plain mean. I can see it on the faces of people who laugh nervously, all the while their darting are looking for the escape. Too far? I want to ask. I just apologize instead.

The trick is to find that fine line. I often fail, crossing over to the dark side of biting sarcasm. I always feel better letting it out, but I may leave others feeling wounded. And, that's a problem for me because believe it or not, at my core, I am a kind person. I truly enjoy helping people out, making someone feel better about their life. It's just I love a good snarky exchange. And, I absolutely love people who match me comment for comment. It's like a rap battle; the winner gets the drop the mic. Life's all about balance, is it not?

I can be kind and patient. I can also be mean and easily annoyed. And, sarcasm helps me safeguard my true feelings, stopping me from saying what's really on my mind--something no one needs to know at times.

Just know this: If you're a friend, and I'm snarky with you, it means I respect you and trust you enough to think you can take it, that you get me. If you're not, you won't be reading this anyway.




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