I Am a Great Man

But you don’t have to agree

On a Sunday morning at a Lululemon store, I found myself among a bunch of dudes, yelling out, “I am a great man!”

It was weird.

I have oppositional defiance disorder, so, obscured by everyone else’s voices, I would say my own thing, like, “I think I’m pretty good,” or, “I’m fine, thanks.” Nothing clever, just something to save myself…