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precisely what I was thinking. No one would dare look at the Joker's balding head if he had one. I am one step ahead, with the Joker scar on the back.
precisely what I was thinking. No one would dare look at the Joker's balding head if he had one. I am one step ahead, with the Joker scar on the back.
True, and if someone dares to say something about your baldness, you simply have to ask one question:
Please don't even name that piece of crap. That joker was an insult, and harley quinn just a sl*t.
Do you not have facebook?? Wont these people have seen photos of you and know your bald already?
Jared Leto can eat a fat d*ck imo
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Wearing a hat is definitely not an option. My real friends are going to be there, and so will the a**h** from highschool that made that remark last month. So wearing a hat will just result in "Hey OP nice hat, you trying to hide that bald head over there?", and then the new people asking to take it off or even worse, someone "playfully" grabbing it off my head, adding that much more to the shock effect.
Guys I need some help.
After graduating at the age of 25 I started traveling the world, shedding some hair in every continent. I am now 30 years old with ~NW5, and temporarily back in my home country.
I have been in my own country before, but always found excuses not to meet up with old friends because I didn't want them to see how much hair I lost, except for like 3 friends that I really didn't want to lose. They never said anything, even though I would meet them twice a year and look uglier and uglier, because they're nice people and probably understand it would hurt me.
Now a couple months ago I met with a small group of people from highschool, and one of them flatout said "Holy sh*t dude you got bald, wtf man" upon seeing me. I did not know how to react, so I just gave him the death stare and mumbled "uhuh", and left shortly after. I really felt bad for days, because I felt humiliated in front of my (real) friends who were there.
I cancelled a bunch of birthday parties, baby showers and other stuff afterwards, not wanting to face the same thing again. All these events had like 6-10 new people coming, aside from my friends.
I'm not sure what to do. Part of me wants to just give up on everyone and part of me tells me I'm a complete and utter loser for letting other people's comments dictate where I go.
IF I were to try one of these events, what would be the best way to handle the situation? I feel like there's 3 different options:
a) Pretend I don't care, and just laugh it off with a stupid joke. Really hard to do.
b) Be honest, say it's a really shitty thing and that you've having a hard time coping with it. Probably leave out the part where I considered killing myself.
c) Take a more aggressive approach, like countering with lame stuff like "yeah and you look like you've put on some weight", or the passive-aggressive "uhuh, cool story bro". Think this is by far the worst way to go at it, but also the most natural as defensive mechanisms kick in.
Try to ignore it
Do you mean tonight as in Thursday night U.S.Thanks everyone for the feedback and the laughs. Tonight is the night, I still haven't confirmed/denied I'm going, but I'm trying to convince myself to go, so all this feedback wasn't for nothing. Will keep you guys posted.
Thanks everyone for the feedback and the laughs. Tonight is the night, I still haven't confirmed/denied I'm going, but I'm trying to convince myself to go, so all this feedback wasn't for nothing. Will keep you guys posted.
Thanks everyone for the feedback and the laughs. Tonight is the night, I still haven't confirmed/denied I'm going, but I'm trying to convince myself to go, so all this feedback wasn't for nothing. Will keep you guys posted.
Do you mean tonight as in Thursday night U.S.
time?
I live in Belgium
What city? Probably Flanders since you're able to speak English .
No mate, not at all. I was gunna suggest, If you decide to stay home you could always just watch the NFL kick-off instead. Thursday night US time.I live in Belgium, it's like 5:30 PM Thursday right now. Are you that looking forward to my "omg it was horrible" story?
You fuckin' nailed it, dude!! And I'm proud of your ***!!Yeah Flanders, Ghent. Sounds like you're in the wrong part of Belgium?
I just got back and wow, I absolutely nailed it.
I made sure to be there in time, since we were meeting for dinner and I wanted to secure a seat in the middle, giving me more control of the conversations and putting me in a power position. When I entered the restaurant I already saw someone sitting there: lo and behold, it's the douchebag. My initial reaction was "Oh sh*t, I shouldn't have come so early.", but I quickly recollected myself and went in, with my head held high. Not this time motherfucker. I greeted him with a big smile and basically pretended that we were best buds. Maybe it was that, or maybe it was the fact that there was nobody else there, but it clearly threw him off-guard. No funny remarks, no awkward silences. I made sure to make myself look big, something I got from the Ted talks, and somehow managed to pretend that I was the cooler, funnier guy.
More people came in, most pretended they didn't notice anything but 1 dude rubbed my head and said something like "losing those hairs huh". I don't know why, but I didn't give a f***. I just laughed and said "yeah man", and continued to greet the other people coming in. I know it sounds really lame and corny but man, having that confidence is something I hadn't felt in years. And it felt f*****g good.
On a high, I continued to lead the conversation talking about my travel experiences. People were listening and laughing at my jokes. It really helps if you've got some stories to tell. There was a mirror in front of me against the wall, and I remember seeing myself and thinking "God I'm so f*****g ugly, why aren't all these people just sitting and staring at my scalp?" But then I remembered why: Nobody. f*****g. Cares.
Say what you want, but I truly believe that talking about the issue and reading people's comments made a world of difference for me going into this. If not, I would've been late, sat on the side of the table, constantly worrying how people perceived me and thus being the perfect prey for people like the douchebag, who by the way, was very quiet all night. That's 1-0 for team baldo!