I have known too many men who brag about the number of people they've had sex with. Who cares? As long as you're having fun, right? (If you're bragging a ton, you also probably haven't been having much.) Want to hear something even more ridiculous I've heard someone brag about? Potato chips. Yes, potato chips. They insisted Lays Potato Chips are the best brand known to man and would argue with anyone who said otherwise. That one's a little more out of left field, but you get the picture.
After Redditor asked the online community, "What ridiculous thing do people brag about for some reason?" people shared their observations.
"It's annoying..."
How little time they have.
It's annoying how they'd be bewildered about how people would have time to watch films or read books and make comments about how they could never find the time but then I'd see them on be on social media for 8+ hours.
"People who brag about..."
People who brag about the amount of weed they can smoke and/or how much alcohol they can drink.
"When I was a waitress..."
How many kids they have.
When I was a waitress we had a cook who crowed about how he had 12 kids by multiple women. That's not something to be proud of, my dude. You're a deadbeat dad 12 times over.
Yeah...
...don't brag about that. How does he afford that? How can anyone?
"They use it to terrorize students..."
Professors bragging about how MANY students fail their class.
They use it to terrorize students and wear it as though it's a badge of honor. It's unbelievable how full they are of themselves, that not once did they ever pause and wonder if the failing rate was due to their lacking. Well, just like that one viral post said, I guess congratulations to you ma'am/sir, you suck at your job.
"I used to know a guy..."
I used to know a guy who would brag about all the girls he slept with behind his girlfriend's back. Congrats on the STDs and complete lack of the concept of commitment I guess.
"The ones that brag..."
How much they don't need people. It's desperate. Just be solitary and go. The ones that brag don't seem that happy in themselves/with their own company either so clearly the whole solitude thing isn't working out very much. Those who are content with being on their own don't go on about it constantly, they have nothing to prove.
Spot on.
The majority of humans actually do need people. Those who brag about not needing anyone have been dealt serious trauma that they need to unpack.
"Moms that brag..."
Moms that brag about how they haven't showered or taken care of themselves in days because of the kids. Self-care is important and necessary.
Indeed.
What's the point? Being a parent is hard, but that's not an identity.
"As my grandfather used to say..."
I always internally roll my eyes at anyone that brags about their purse (or whatever else) that's covered in giant logos.
As my grandfather used to say: why would you pay a company to give them free advertising?
"This baffles me so much."
Bragging about having beef with a lot of people. This baffles me so much. Some genuinely take pride in having issues after issues with a bunch of different people. It doesn't prove anything except suggest that perhaps you are the problem.
"I don't get..."
How much money they lose gambling, Or how much they drink. I don't get who they're trying to impress.
It's truly astonishing what people will puff up their chests over.
Give us a break. We don't need to hear it. If you're like this, take a moment to think about why you do it. The answer might surprise you... and you might even stop.
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