IDENTIFYING A NARCISSIST: The individual/clown depicted here is a genuine narcissist. This one is holding a guitar, which begs the question, is he talented? That depends. My Granny was very talented at lifting her skirt and showing off her legs during holiday season after a drinking a whole lot of hooch from a teacup. But would she be hired as a Rockette? Probably not. But back to this guy. When a narcissist whips out his guitar and starts singing/wailing and you have to pretend someone died in order to keep a straight face, you don’t necessarily have a narcissist on your hands but you might be in the company of a douchebag. Make a mental note to have a quick talk with God after the singing/wail-fest is over to ask him not to actually knock off the person whose funeral you just imagined. This will be important because you won’t want to be responsible for the death of someone you care about over the importance of keeping a straight face for a douchebag. When the douchebag launches into songs two and three indeed, you might actually have a narcissist on your hands. This will no longer be debatable when you one day wind up in several of his awesome songs as the character of your own misinterpreted life. Personal stories you’ve shared with him will now be distorted and set to bad music in a lonely, perverted tale starring you as the central character. Multiple deaths will have to be imagined at this point, including his. Especially when he sends you the liner notes after you said please don’t.