And remember, if it wasn’t easy, it wouldn’t make you a douchebag.
Ladies, while douchebaggery is still very much a man’s world, women are making huge inroads into it as well. So don’t be afraid to follow the steps and the simple examples below.
Step 1: Believe your own bullshit.
Step 2: Believe everyone else’s bullshit.
While these are very simple steps, allow me to elaborate and provide some specific examples actually witnessed from the professional douchebags with whom I live and work. Now everyone exhibits a few of these douchebag traits, but to be a truly devoted douchbag, you have to commit to undertaking a lot of them.
Before we begin, you’ll need to pass a small test. Reconcile the following statements: “Douchebagging isn’t for sissies; you have to go all the way!” And, “The easy way out is the best way out, especially if you can fool someone else into believing that you’ve undertaken something truly monumental”. Step 1 will help here. Once you’ve passed this test, your mind will be primed and ready to follow in the footsteps of the greatest douchebags of all time.
In no particular order:
I woke up this morning at about 8:00am to a house that was downright chilly. That really means a lot for me since I’m actually pretty fond of the cold. We’ve had an unusual cold spell for the past week, and it’s been snowing with temperatures in the 20s and 30s for a few days now. This isn’t a good time for my heat to go out, (and on a holiday no less) but that’s what happened.
After a bit of frustration I began to suspect that furnace was fine but that my thermostat had gone bad. Off to Lowes (which doesn’t open until 10 am) I went to find that thermostats, even the programmable ones, are even fancier than the one that I got just a few years ago. I found one that appeared to work (even had a rebate) and went home to try it out.
My wires were already labeled from the last time I did this, so it wasn’t a big deal, but it did leave me with a fun looking wire mess. Not something that you really want to see on a Sunday Morning.

Drilling the holes for the wallplate apparently required a 3/16” drill. Now that’s no big deal except that I don’t seem to have a 3/16 drill. I have some 5/32” bits and I’m pretty sure that I have the entire supply of 1/8” bits for the Midwest (so if you all can’t find any, my bad) but no 3/16”. As it turns out, a 5/32” and a small hammer will get the job done in most situations.
Now that everything is back together and I haven’t been electrocuted or set on fire, heat is once again coming out of my ducts. I’m still not sure that everything is working perfectly, so I may still need to call someone who knows what the hell they’re doing. But it will keep me warm for now.