How do you avoid becoming The Curmudgeon?

It's an unavoidable part of growing older, KTC. Sorry.

Embrace it. Sooner or later, you'll actually enjoy your own curmudgeonlyness. You'll cultivate it. Nurture it. Feed it. Take pride in the levels within it to which you are able to rise.

It's just one tiny step away from being an Old Fart, the epitome of Geezerdom.

Ol' Fashioned Girl said:

It's an unavoidable part of growing older, KTC. Sorry.

Embrace it. Sooner or later, you'll actually enjoy your own curmudgeonlyness. You'll cultivate it. Nurture it. Feed it. Take pride in the levels within it to which you are able to rise.

It's just one tiny step away from being an Old Fart, the epitome of Geezerdom.

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I've got a six degree belt in Geezerhood.

Ditto. Being the curmudgeon is fun!

See? Pride! Pride, I tell ya!

Congrats, Rich! I should have added that there'll be envy of those with greater degrees, too!

Ol' Fashioned Girl said:

It's an unavoidable part of growing older, KTC. Sorry.

Embrace it. Sooner or later, you'll actually enjoy your own curmudgeonlyness. You'll cultivate it. Nurture it. Feed it. Take pride in the levels within it to which you are able to rise.

It's just one tiny step away from being an Old Fart, the epitome of Geezerdom.

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I love my curmudgeonly-ness (god, how the hell do you spell that?). And I'm only 29. I've been one since I was maybe 14. I'm lookin forward to Old-Fart-itude and Geezerdom with great anticipation.

You just need to start taking more powerful drugs, Kevin. Then nothing bothers ya.

I embrace my inner curmudgeon whole-heartedly. I find it makes me less prone to taking other people's crap, and I give less of a shit what they think of me. It's a win-win situation.

KTC said:

I'm getting so cynical lately. I just want to slap everybody across the face. Why am I feeling so miserable? Where did my tolerance for stupidity go!?!?!?! How does one stop oneself from becoming the curmudgeon who stands at his window in preparation of annihilating the next kid who accidentally puts his tennis ball on one's lawn? (Figuratively speaking, of course.) I can't take it any more!

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Well KTC, even your doggy avatar looks miserable. Maybe if you start with that... And then we can all send you good vibes and of course, maybe you are just suited to be*runs to dictionary* curmudgeon?
My grass is to play on-- tumble and somersault on-- Sidewalks are for my neighbors children to do their art... I purposely leave a bucket of chalk out on my porch for them...
Get out there and take a breath of that Spring air...
hugs kimmi

Git off my damn lawn, ya' damn whipersnappers!

*kids these days. No friggin' respect...*

I know what your saying, Kev. Lately I've been snarling at innocents. Next I'll be talking to myself-Oh wait . . .damn.

Why would anyone Not want to cynical and curmudgeonely?
Whats the alternative? happy-go-lucky? smiling all the time, finding the bright side. People with that kind of tolerance of the vacuity of modernity make my skin crawl and my knuckles itch.
Be cynical. It has it's advantages; after a while, the frown'll be so set on your face that you won't get hassled by tin-rattlers, market researchers or religious evangelists on the street. Imagine.

Well, I think you're confusing what it means to be a Curmudgeon with being a bitter old person. They are two distinct personalities.

Curmudgeons aren't necessarily bitter. We're crusty. We're ill-tempered. But bitter? No.

I'm certainly not bitter. I take great join in standing on my porch swinging my hockey stick at whatever kid has the nerve to walk across my lawn.

I thoroughly enjoy turning someone into a sobbing heap of quivering insecure flesh when they do something stupid.

That's not bitter. Nope, not at all.

Curmudgeons are fun-loving old people who take great delight in offending younger people by pointing out their faults.

Bitter old people just sit in their rockers and complain loudly about everything.

Curmudgeons take their nasty attitude out in public and revel in annoying others.

Come, join us, Kevin. Revel in curmudgeoness.

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Why would anyone Not want to cynical and curmudgeonely?
Whats the alternative? happy-go-lucky? smiling all the time, finding the bright side. People with that kind of tolerance of the vacuity of modernity make my skin crawl and my knuckles itch.
Be cynical. It has it's advantages; after a while, the frown'll be so set on your face that you won't get hassled by tin-rattlers, market researchers or religious evangelists on the street. Imagine.

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Agreed. And you can't trust anyone who smiles too much. Further, when you are smiling, girlscouts are more likely to bother you about some those damn cookies.

*grumbles and walks back to porch. But not bitterly, Ferret*

Embrace your inner curmudgeon.

If that's what having zero tolerance for stupidity is, then bring it on. There are some things that deserve no compromise and stupidity in others is one of them. As is rudeness.

Because you're repetitive?

Hmmm... A curmudgeonly cult. Interesting idea.

But who could we worship?

Old man Smithers, the caretaker at the amusement parK?

Dan Rather?

robeiae said:

Dan Rather?

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HA!

Maybe that old guy from Courage the Cowardly Dog?

I know, it's a cartoon and that's not very curmudgeonly. Whatever...

Wait! Andy Roonie (sp?)! He's perfect!

One (not THE) solution to being a curmudgeon - children or grandchildren. Either spawn or get your children going on it, Kevin. It you are in the between age for either, just be patient. Children humble old farts out of become curmudgeonly. Grandchildren revel them from it.

Never heard of any of 'em.

The King of all Curmudgeons is Victor Meldrew.

NeuroFizz said:

One (not THE) solution to being a curmudgeon - children or grandchildren. Either spawn or get your children going on it, Kevin. It you are in the between age for either, just be patient. Children humble old farts out of become curmudgeonly. Grandchildren revel them from it.

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Loada shite!*

How do you explain my grandad then? He was curmudgeonly 'til his last breath and I, my dear Fizzyneurons, am carrying the flame into the next millennium. Curmudgeonliness lives on into eternity in the form of curmudgeonlypeaches!

*I was being curmudgeonly.