Raising Empathy

The title should be "Raising Empathy: 101 ways to deal with a-Madridista-who-had-just-lost-at-a-fuckin-clasico". Yup baby, this is not just a match, it is a WHITE PRIDE!! The ideal way is to apply a don't ask, don't bother rule. But some people got no clue how to treat a-Madridista-who-had-just-lost-at-a-fuckin-clasico right. Here, i will kindly inform you how!

First of all people, y'all need to realize that this is important for her. THIS MATCH IS VERY VERY IMPORTANT. Never asking why, because everyone has different interest. I, my self, never come and tell someone in the face "Oh, so one of your cat just died? Move on, you have hundreds of cats. It's just a cat anyway." Nope, my friend, i don't like cat, i don't see why people should crying a river for a cat. But i know how to behave. Even though you don't understand, it's very easy to simply say: "Deepest condolences, buddy. His soul will remains with us".

Nah if you already understand the first rule. I will tell you a step by step to do things right.

If you're happened to be a Father of a-Madridista-who-had-just-lost-at-a-fuckin-clasico, you don't come from Shalat Subuh at Masjid and ask "How was the match?" "Who won?" Then you turn on the tv and watch sport news. No effing way! No effing way! -1000 for your empathy.

If you're happened to be a Mother of a-Madridista-who-had-just-lost-at-a-fuckin-clasico, you don't force her to bring Kacang Madu to be offered to your friend like there's no tomorrow. What were you thinking? Just leave her alone!

If you're happened to be a Sister of a-Madridista-who-had-just-lost-at-a-fuckin-clasico. You make sure that she will always 1Km away from any kind of newspaper, silly people, and sport news. You make sure her Real Madrid poster sticks properly at her wall. You make sure her jerseys folded well. You make sure that you're not about to borrow her bag. After you a hundred percent sure, you can then GTFO in peace.

If you're happened to be a boyfriend of a-Madridista-who-had-just-lost-at-a-fuckin-clasico. Get real boy! She doesn't want to talk to anyone. She doesn't want you to pick her up. She doesn't want you to see her right now. And moreover, she doesn't need a thousand of PING!!! from you. And you know what even worse? A BBM display picture with the-opposing-team-who-shall-not-be-named holding trophy. Check your self!

If you're happened to be a friend of a-Madridista-who-had-just-lost-at-a-fuckin-clasico. You better give her a bunch of tissues, pillow and blanket, feed her with grapes and milk. The last thing you can do is to tease her, seriously. Slap your face, look at your choice. Silent has never been a better choice before.

If you're happened to be a workmate of a-Madridista-who-had-just-lost-at-a-fuckin-clasico. You are the worst, my friend. Y'all the last ones she expect to see but because there's something called life and responsibility you become the first ones she sees in the morning. I suggest you to act like nothing has ever happened. I warn you, never, NEVER EVER, laughing like mad in front of her and say "HAHAHA, MADRID KALAH NI YEE". You have no idea what you've done. You dig your own grave!

If you're happened to be a head of HRD in an office of a-Madridista-who-had-just-lost-at-a-fuckin-clasico. You don't dare punish her because she came late. All you have to do is: Raise her paycheck, give her an early THR, and let her come home at 12pm so she can rest her head out. You can also ask a driver to drive her home, that will be an added point.

If you're happened to be some random people at Angkot which contain a-Madridista-who-had-just-lost-at-a-fuckin-clasico. You don't mention MES*I's name. You just don't. And you don't ask why!! A disgrace for all humankind.

If you're happened to be cule-family-members-incorporated-in-a-BBM-group with a-Madridista-who-had-just-lost-at-a-fuckin-clasico. Y'all grade E in term of emphaty. Why is it necessary to bashing around about the match when you KNOW EXACTLY that one of your family is heartbroken? Have it ever crossed your mind that maybe, just maybe, she is crying for hours of it?

If you're happened to be a pet of a-Madridista-who-had-just-lost-at-a-fuckin-clasico. You sit in the corner, shut the f**k up. Not crying for food nor pee. And stay there until she tells you to move.

ROTFLMAO in real life right now. Do you enjoy it? Because i do. I'm sorry, this post doesn't aim to anybody. All events just a make up story (a little based on real life, a little tho). I'm just releasing my tension and stress. I hate you Barfa so much right now. You lucky bi**hes. Enjoy your trophy because it's the only one you'll get this season.

I'm proud of my boys, we had fought till the end last night. We will have a good season ahead darlings. In Mou we trust.

Now,would you excuse me. I'm going to get back in the corner and cry.