Can I be honest with you?

You know what really grinds my gears?

That phrase — “Can I be honest with you?”

Every time someone says it, I brace myself. Not because of what’s coming next, but because of what it implies. What were you being before? Playing coy like we’re in some emotional spy movie?

It’s always said with this weird gravity, like the person is about to deliver a life-altering truth — when 90% of the time it’s something like, “I actually didn’t like that restaurant,” or, “You’ve got something in your teeth.” That’s not honesty. That’s commentary.

If you’ve got something real to say, just say it to me straight. No preamble. Don’t tee it up like you’re Moses descending the mountain. You’re not doing me a favor by finally deciding to participate in reality.

Also — asking permission to be honest? Suspicious behavior. Just be honest. Always. Or don’t. But don’t pretend you’ve been protecting me from the weight of your opinion.

Anyway... more soon. I’ve got my graphic designer working on some new merch, so come back and check us out.