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“”It turns out that, deep down inside, narcicists thinik they’re awesome.”
“”Thinking we’re different leads to a lot of conflict, and a lot of pressure, and a lot of stress we just don’t need in our lives.”
“”Narcicists are the people who want all the freedom without the responsibility; they want to think of themselves as special, that nobody else is special.”
“”Narcicism is good for starting relationships with people, meeting people at cocktail parties, performing well in public contexts, emerging as a leader.”
“”What it hurts in the long run is you don’t learn from your mistakes because you’re not willing to admit them, you’re overconfident so you’re not making the best decisions, and you’re hurting other people because you’re willing to take advantage and exploit people.”
“”We like watching people who are narcicistic. We find them entertaining—more so than normal people.””
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Reply #1921. Aug 09 12, 6:50 AM
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Jazmee27
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Narcicists “feel entitled”
“Legal entitlement, “I do something and I deserve something for it”
“Psychological entitlement, “I deserve special treatment, I deserve more things in my life, I deserve people to get out of the way when I walk down the street.””
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Reply #1922. Aug 09 12, 6:50 AM
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Jazmee27
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ROLE PLAY
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This was both a difficult and a fun assignment to complete. Following is the essay (unedited-note that paragraphs are absent, as it made it easier for me to read the text on the tape):
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NOTE AS WELL THAT I GAVE SOME RATHER OBVIOUS HINTS
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Reply #1923. Aug 09 12, 6:52 AM
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Jazmee27
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- Abstract
This paper will discuss my experiences during a role play of Narcicistic Personality Disorder, the reactions I may have received from others, and m y personal insights into the disorder. As the Social Psychologist Dr. Keith Campbell says in his book ‘The Narcicistic Epidemic,’ “deep down inside narcicists think they’re awesome.” In their daily interactions with others, this belief comes across as arrogant and “holier-than-thou.” “We’re not only feeling special,” writes Dr. Campbell, “we’re also feeling entitled.” Narcicists think of themselves as deserving “freedom without the responsibility.” In other words, a narcicist should be rewarded for work, even though he or she didn’t do any work.
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Reply #1924. Aug 09 12, 6:53 AM
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Jazmee27
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- Introduction
According to an interview done by Craig Cohen of Radio Smarttalk [I actually have to edit here as this makes no sense: according to an interview that Craig Cohen of Radio Smarttalk had with Dr. Keith Campbell], narcicism is “an inflated view of oneself.” There are two different personalities or “types:” one introverted or “vulnerable,” the other extroverted or “outgoing exhibitionist.” The difference, according to Campbell, is self-confidence. Outgoing narcicists “think they’re better than they are, but they’re not fueled by self-loathing,” whereas the Vulnerarable Narcicist is. For this exercise, I played at being an Extroverted Narcicist—the problem with that being when I’m uncomfiortable I become introverted! [Editor’s note: while most people consider me extroverted, I see myself as extremely introverted.]
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Reply #1925. Aug 09 12, 6:54 AM
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Jazmee27
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- Methods:
My attitude during this exercise was one of self-importance, which came across as arrogant. This assignment was played out at home with my Mom and Grandmother—and, later, in the community, specifically on the bus. The assignment was played out over the course of several skits [impromptu, of course], each about ten minutes long. I chose to do narcicism so that, when I encounter one [a narcicist] I won’t become annoyed or upset [this line sounds stupid—and a bit naïve.]
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Reply #1926. Aug 09 12, 6:54 AM
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Jazmee27
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- Results and Discussion:
Act One takes place at home on a Sunday when my Mom and I are eating dinner. We ordered takeout that night, and she nearly missed her TV program—“60 min utes.” Consequently, when we were done my Mom told me she was going to watch her program “although there are only thirty minutes of it left.”
My response to this was to say with a smile, “you’ll live!”
“You have such a fresh mouth,” Mom exclaimed.
“Yeah, well, that’s the way God made me—deal with it.”
“You’re very cute,” she retorted as she headed into the living room, “cute like cancer.” This meant “stop pushing my buttons.” |
Reply #1927. Aug 09 12, 6:56 AM
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Jazmee27
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My Mom is a lot like me, in that we both joke around and have a dry sense of humor. Additionally, we both test others to see how much we can get away with.
Mom: …I’ve been grossly misrepresented here. [Sometimes, during this assignment, I thought she played Narcicistic better than I did]
[It should be noted this is a later scene, I believe from Thanksgiving, when Mom, Grandma and I are either at the table or in the living room—I forget which, and seem to have lost part of the document]
Me: Poor you!
Grandma: Me, too.
Me: Poor you!
Narrator: Awkward silence [may have overdone it---and whereas Mom knew a little about the assignment, Grandma had no clue. Technically, no one was to know—but I accidentally let it slip one day when telling Mom about the course.]
[And you’ve got to know Grandma: very serious, gets hurt easily, doesn’t understand our humor—though she does joke around sometimes, it’s just so rare at times that it’s unexpected.]
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Reply #1928. Aug 09 12, 6:57 AM
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Jazmee27
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ROFL [I'm talking about the whole role play-not just one scene]
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In this scene, my bedroom door is shut—as it often is.
Narrator: Mom opens door.
Mom: I’m going to bed, so no noise.
Me (making my way towards the doorway): Don’t shut it yet; I need to use the bathroom.
Mom: Then stop making noise.
Me: That was my intention.
Mom: What?
Me: That was my intention.
Mom: That’s enough out of you!
[I’m surprised I fell for that---]
Me: It’s my mouth…
Response: Dead silence.
[Note: I *always wanted to say that!]
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Reply #1929. Aug 09 12, 7:00 AM
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Jazmee27
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I CAN JUST HEAR THIS
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[Note: I didn’t include this, but Mom’s response to being told of the role play was “I want to play Narcicistic”—her voice was that of a little child saying, “no-I wana do that!” So, like I said, I think she did better than me—and some of the things I said were probably reruns from my teenage years, except that, this time I more or less got away with it]
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Reply #1930. Aug 09 12, 7:01 AM
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Jazmee27
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THIS WAS SHORTLY BEFORE I MOVED, IF MEMORY SERVES
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[New scene]
Me: Make sure you’re not late today. [I think I was getting ready for School or something-and needed her help getting out to the garage where I waited for my bus]
Mom: What’s it got to do with you--and I wasn’t late yesterday!
Me: You were, ‘cause I was keeping track of the time.
Mom: What gives you the right to supervise my activities?
Me: I live with you. [this could be the world’s funniest comedy—or the world’s dumbest]
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Reply #1931. Aug 09 12, 7:03 AM
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Jazmee27
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Mom (sarcastic): Oh, really?
Me: Remember, I’m the greatest thing since sliced bread! [That was my way of hinting I was in role]
Mom: I never saId that!
[I *love that!]
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Reply #1932. Aug 09 12, 7:04 AM
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Jazmee27
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[Next one-wait, it’s the same scene!]
Mom: What’s your problem?
Me: I’m in role!
Mom: I’ll give you a role!
[I think that means I did well—and *here’s the next scene.]
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Reply #1933. Aug 09 12, 7:05 AM
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Jazmee27
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Bus driver: Is there somebody waiting for you at the school?
Me: I don’t know. Maybe. I always call ahead, but half of the time there’s no one there.
Bus driver: That’s not right!
Me: Yeah, well—story of my life.
Driver: Maybe you should call them and say, “Hello, I’m here!” [I’m thinking the driver was Emily, known for making me laugh hysterically]
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Reply #1934. Aug 09 12, 7:06 AM
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Jazmee27
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Me: That’s my next step.
Driver: If there’s nobody there, we’ll beat down the doors!
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Reply #1935. Aug 09 12, 7:07 AM
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Jazmee27
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[The next scene’s with a different driver, whom I dubbed the Bus Driver from Hell after she flipped out on me at the grocery store.]
Shirley: Why’d you put the backpack on when you’re gonna take it off again? Why don’t you leave it on the seat of your walker?
Me: I can’t sit on the seat with my bookbag there!
Shirley: When you get up, you could put it there!
[That was still at the college—now, this is at the house]
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Reply #1936. Aug 09 12, 7:08 AM
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Jazmee27
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Shirley: Quit walking so fast, you’re pushing me here. [I’m fairly certain I was walking fast so any more time with her would be up]
Me: Well, you’re the one who claims to be busy!
Shirley: What do you mean “claim”—I am busy!
[I rest my case.]
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Reply #1937. Aug 09 12, 7:08 AM
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Jazmee27
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[New skit]
Mom [yelling up the stairs]: Get your tush down here!
Me [when I was down and seated]: You know, you shouldn’t talk to me like this.
Mom: Give me a good reason why I shouldn’t.
Me: Because I’m special.
Mom: So you’re special. What’s your point?
[That’s priceless!]
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Reply #1938. Aug 09 12, 7:09 AM
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Jazmee27
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[New scene]
Mom (opening the bedroom door): What are you doing.
Me (defensively): I was about to cover the bird! [I wish I’d recorded dates for these, as that was clearly written before Ben died]
Mom: That’s enough of your mouth! Just give me a hug and shut --- [be quiet]
Me: I don’t know if you deserve one!
Narrator: Mom pokes my cheek [as if to say, “watch it!”]
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Reply #1939. Aug 09 12, 7:11 AM
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Jazmee27
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It's hilarious given the tone
And Mom often claims I spea without substance, that I have no point
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Reply #1940. Aug 09 12, 7:13 AM
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