March 4, 2007
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Sweet Man.
Every morning at work, this handsome Caucasian man would come in and buy a Diet Coke for his wife. As I hand him the soft drink, he would look intensely in my eyes and gratefully thank me for providing a gift for his wife to bring home with.
I hope he knows that he’s killing his wife with aspartame.
But his thoughtfulness every morning melts his wifes’ heart;
she is like the world to him.
Which one would you rather have?
Blissfully thinking that your significant other wants to melt your heart away every morning?
Or knowing that it might kill you in return…
For some people, they may live their life and never experience the sentiment of love, not once.
Which leads me to the next topic…
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Which Is The Better Man?
a) One who means well, but ends up harming everyone.
b) One who means evil, but ends up benefitting everyone.
J and I both thought that b) is just very verrrryy unfortunate to intend harm, and not be able to fulfill it. (For example, Pinky and the Brain from Animaniacs. Pinky always wanted to impress Brain by helping him with his plan for total world domination, but alas, Pinky always ruin it someway, somehow for Brain).
So which one would you choose? If you were put into a situation instead of having to look at it from the outside?
I would choose a) still. Because the one who means evil just didn’t succeed on their plan on producing evil for that singular instance. It doesn’t mean that they will never succeed with their plan some other time. In other words, I would rather have someone pull the plug on me because they don’t want me to feel the pain because they love me so, than die from somebody who hated me and wanted to murder me instead. At least I would lose my life to somebody I trust, then lose it to an enemy.
However, the twist is, we’re always concerned with the ending of the story — no matter what.
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Time = Money.
My mom never understood that concept that MY time EQUALS money. I waited 1 hour at work today for her to pick me up, and 45 minutes outside of a supermarket parking lot for her to finish her groceries. By the time I anxiously calculated the hours I’ve wasted in my life, I wanted to explode. I wanted to yell at my mom for always thinking that I’m not busy, and that my time is her time, and that I have plenty of it.
Of course, I controlled my emotions, and slooowwwly expressed my thoughts on this matter.
But waiting for something or somebody is by far the worst feeling ever. I never understood why my sister didn’t want to wait for my mom to pick her up from Fairview mall on a cold winter’s day. Instead, she wanted to take the bus with an additional 20 minutes walk home. “Sis, just wait for mom!” “No! You don’t understand! I rather be doing something, heading home, than be sitting here waiting for somebody!”
Well, now I understand very clearly. It’s the doing “nothing” that aggravated my sister. All the potentiality of achieving something is lost when one decides to just stand and do nothing. It’s like that moment in time just got flushed down the toilet.
If I ever wait for somebody, it must mean that they are somebody out of the ordinary. You must be the world to me, for me to stop my world in return for you.
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DONT HEAR, listen.
Life is all about the things you’ll never figure out
It’s all about the people you allow in and the memories that you keep
Comments (5)
you remind me of some lyrics from the song walk away by Ben Harper.
BUAH, ahahahaha.
i would choose means well. at least they could live with their conscience.
i always bring an article or magazine to read… every post office, bank, and to go lunch joint that i just might have to wait for 5 mins, or 10, or 14… waiting isn’t bad. at least i get to read.
hmmm… what if you allow the wrong people in and all you have is bad memories? that would suck.
uh…is (b) even real? like, real life example real? intending harm but ends up benefitting those around them…never heard of that one before o.O’ but i would choose (a) of course, it’s always the thought that counts =) *sigh* i know waiting can be a drag but it’s your mom =) isn’t she worth your time after all she’s done for you? and she’s probably buying that food to make dinner for you guys anyways rite? if you get sick of waiting for someone, make sure it’s someone who’s *really not worth it.
waiting sucks.. it is always much better when you feel in control.