In ancient Greece there was a renowned painter named Apelles who used to display his paintings and hide behind them to listen to the comments.
Once a cobbler pointed out that the sole of the shoe was not painted correctly.
Apelles fixed it and encouraged by this the cobbler began offering comments about other parts of the painting.
At this point the painter cut him off with “Ne sutor ultra crepidam” meaning “Shoemaker, not above the sandal” or one should stick to one’s area of expertise.
I do not know whether the universe is infinite or finite, but i know neither answer would satisfy me.
‘So what you’re suggesting in essence,’ he said,
‘Is simply pretending we’re single instead?
You want me to loiter, devoted to you –
But never acknowledge we’re better as two?
‘You want me to linger,’ he said with a sigh,
‘While you’re on the lookout for some other guy?
You want me to offer my hope and my heart –
While constantly acting as though we’re apart?
‘You want me to simply submit and agree?
To hope for the day when you’ll settle for me?
To wait while you actively push me away?’
‘Precisely,’ she answered.
He whispered, ‘… okay.’
Schrodinger’s Douchebag :Someone who arbitrarily and without reservation will say the most offensive and heinous shit that is simultaneously their “honest opinion” and “just a joke” until acknowledged by an outside force.