20 Bullets from the Pomposity Pistol
To say that my kind and me have a high opinion of ourselves is to put it too low. We are superior, of an elevated status and ethereally stunning and wonderful. Our achievements are magnificent, our accomplishments legion and we leave you mere mortals trailing in our wake. Anybody who tells you that narcissists suffer from low self-esteem does not understand narcissism.
We know you look on, slack-jawed and wide-eyed, a mixture of awe and envy washing over you. How good it must be to be like us, you wonder. Well not only are we spectacular and scintillating we are generous too, so generous that I can share with you twenty of our excessively vain and self-centred comments.
You may have heard a number of these said to you, about you or just uttered in your general earshot as we gaze nobly towards the horizon. If you have, you know you are dealing with one of our kind and that we wholeheartedly believe these comments irrespective of how pompous, hypocritical ,vain or ridiculous they may sound.All that matters to us is ensuring we gain a reaction to them.
Here are twenty bullets which the narcissist will fire from The Pomposity Pistol which you need to dodge.
- I don’t complain, I advise.
- I do, I am not done to.
- Don’t be sorry. Be accurate.
- I turn heads. I turn sexual preferences.
- I own you.
- I have every right to do this.
- I never lie.
- I achieved all this without any help whatsoever.
- I made you what you are today.
- I am very much in touch with my feelings.
- I hate liars.
- It is all down to me.
- I am a god.
- If it wasn’t for me, nothing would get done round here.
- I think of everyone but myself. I am too giving at times.
- It can be hard being this well-loved.
- I cannot help being so popular.
- They are my people. They get understand me,
- Everyone wants to either be me or be with me.
- I am the puppet master and the piper. Deal with it.
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True Story: “Malcom” dressed up as God’s Gift to Women for one Halloween. It’s a clever costume, but I now find it hilarious.
This has made me proper laugh…..😂
BC30,
He dressed as a penis? God’s gift to Women?
1) Wear whatever you normally wear.
2) Pin a huge gift bow and an oversized gift tag to your lapel/pocket.
3) Write on the gift tag as follows:
To: Women
From: God
4) Proceed to love bomb possible new appliances (optional).
bc30…
guess dressing as penis would have been too life like LOL
Kim e
Then he’d have to wear another sign:
I’m a dick. Any resemblance to an actual useful penis is purely coincidence and hopeful wishing on your part.
NA
Hopeful thinking on his part too!!!
My narcs favourites were
I’m not saying I’m the best. But I’m in the top one……..
And Rome wasn’t built in a day. But that’s because I wasn’t on that particular job……..
I also got the …..I can’t help it can I? I’m just a popular guy.
Not my fault I’m attractive to women. I can’t help it if they flock to me.
And what can I say, I’m just a fine specimen of a man. Other men are bound to be jealous.
I used to think he was joking…….Nah he wasn’t.
I played him ‘ I’m the man’ by the killers ( a song about a narc if ever I heard one) to take the p*ss out of him……But it was totally lost on him and he loved it. Made it his own theme song…..Say no more lol.
Great song though 😂
So very accurate!
“I don’t complain, I advise.”
“Don’t be sorry, be accurate.”
“We know you look on, slack-jawed and wide-eyed, a mixture of awe and envy washing over you.”
I am not very good at hiding my emotions, they are written all over my face. I respond with a look of disgust and disbelief when he opens his mouth which, of course, provides fuel! Damned if you do, damned if you don’t.
Great article that keeps me level headed, reduces my ET by having the behaviors explained and it helps me to move forward.
HG what is the difference between a narcissist and a womaniser (Aussie spelling)?
There is no difference.