Combat Baby

“Are you just arguing with me,” he asked, eyebrows raised like a puppets, “for the sake of arguing?”

“No.”

It was true. I wasn’t arguing to be difficult. How do you explain to someone the difference between being difficult and being self-righteous? What was I supposed to say, anyway? That I was arguing because I was correct and he was moronic?

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“You can’t accomplish anything by being combative,” he said.

“I know,” I responded. That was entirely my point.

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