Ever felt the need to paint an ugly man-child who’s looking at you like you just spilt his pint? I can’t imagine you have so I’ve gone and done it for you. Kev here is angry pretty much all the time at just about everything imaginable – from the cost of a pint to how people cross the road. If you see him whilst out and about it’s much easier to give a cheery wave and carry on your business for if you’re unlucky enough to engage him in conversation you’ll understand why the cheery wave is the preferred scenario.
His anger for so many things simultaneously is both impressive and depressing in its magnitude. The main thing is to extricate yourself from the conversation as swiftly as possible before his ire manages to get under your skin. If you find yourself agreeing with him then the best thing is just to drop to the floor and play dead then hope he’ll get bored. You have been warned…
I think I might go and have a cup of tea and reminisce about all the walls at the old studio that I didn’t manage to paint.
I’m sure we’ve all heard of the red mist? It is the feeling of extremeanger that temporarily clouds one’s judgment and can arise given a variety of conditions and depending on the individual.
Sometimes it’ll occur when some over-entitled male tries to mansplain something like the dark side of the Moon and how it is tidally locked to Earth when the woman is a world renowned astrophysicist with numerous awards and accolades under her belt on many far ranging subjects infinitely more complex than the simple geophysics this mouthbreather is attempting to explain.
Or perhaps simply encountering a mime. That would also do it.
If you’ve ever had the misfortune to be on the receiving end of a serious tantrum from a disgruntled toddler because they were denied another hour of toy unboxing videos on youtube or somesuch then you’ll know where I’m coming from with this one. One minute they’re all cool and calm and within seconds of giving them the bad news that they’ve got to put the tablet down you can see the drawbridge coming down and the big guns coming out.
Before you know it they’re shouting and screaming and then you’re stuck in the moral quandary of being emotionally blackmailed by a small child. Do you back down and give them the tablet back ‘just for 5 more minutes’ to get a bit of peace and quiet or do you stick to your guns and force them into a highly melodramatic blowout? The choice is yours…
As an aside, cutting through thick perspex with the cheapest jig saw money can buy was somewhat problematic and the kid cutout we have here is actually the second version as I managed to snap the head off the previous one. Needless to say I almost had a temper tantrum myself.
Sometimes a good wall in an empty house is just too much temptation… This is a good case in point. After getting ourselves sorted it was time to head back and give it a bit of new interior decoration. I’m sure we probably could have come up with something a little more cheery considering what a lovely day it was outside but sometimes you can only do what the muse dictates.