Asshole Thursday

“Mr. Frakes, would you mind doing me a favor? Would you snap at me, just like this?”

And I demonstrated the snap.

He took me in, my pathetic high school geeky self, within a second. A mild sneer–disgust? boredom? annoyance?–played across his lips. Then he replied:

“What do you mean? I don’t get it. Am I the asshole here? Is it me?”