And yet again I was accused of being a know-it-all. It’s one specific person, mind you, my usual forum stalker. This is a man who has made it very clear that he doesn’t really like women very much, and he apparently really can’t stand women who – ohmyghod – know anything.
Anyway, he once again directly called me a know-it-all.
I just told him that if he genuinely thinks that I believe I know it all, he’s sorely mistaken, as there are far more things in the world about which I know nothing than there are things about which I do know.
It just really makes me wonder WTF. I mean, yeah, I DO know a hell of a lot about computers and the net, no doubt I know a great deal more than he does (which is probably why he’s so threatened by me, I mean, a woman who knows about technical things, how dangerous is that?!). And I do know a fair bit about jewellery. And perfume. (Pretty threatening, I know, I mean, wow, a woman who knows about perfume and jewellery, that’s pretty scary, too, right?) And when I do know about something, well, yeah, I do speak as if – wait for it – I know what I’m talking about. Because I do know what I’m talking about.
This, of course, makes me a know-it-all.
I just have to pity this man. I’ve seen him say really obnoxious things about battered women, about women in general, he’s accused women of being “anti-male” (no, we’re not anti-male, we’re anti-YOU), all sorts of crap. I can easily work out why a woman who has opinions and knowledge scares the pants off him, the feeble old fart.
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