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Showing posts with label so there. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

You are Ego-Centric (so am I) We all are

Eleanor Roosevelt
"You wouldn't worry so much about what others think of you if you realized how seldom they do."
Eleanor Roosevelt

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People get wrapped in their own issues and thoughts. We are an ego-centric being. We think about ourselves and think others should be thinking of us too. When they don't we are confused, amazed, and a bit peeved (maybe). When you talk to someone in passing and they forgot to ask you about a major event in your life, or they seem quick/cold/uncaring your first thought is how rude of them. ("don't they care about ME?")

When they seem unconcerned with our issues there is a chance we will get offended. When they don't send your favorite Christmas present after we so deliberately and painstakingly shopped/wrapped/and sent them theirs in November to be sure it made it ahead of time - we are agasp at their gull.

But, don't act so quickly - ego-centric one. Slow down, and consider the other person for once. You may never know what is on their mind - they may never share. But, your first assumption should not be that they are mad at you, are rude, or just plain selfish. They have their own things, we all do. We all fight our demons, we all are effected differently on different days. The issues could be many - bills, relationships, health, money and the lack of, emotional issues, hormones, the spin of the Earth, the wrong side of the bed, their child or other family member or the lack of, their car, or their pet, the housework, the color of the sky, their low gas tank, etc.... I bet some of the time they probably can't even explain why they feel like they do - much less explain it to someone else.

Yes, they should have asked you about your move, or new house, or sick child. Yes they should have called or sent that Christmas present on time. But, you and I and them have other things in our lives..... it isn't always about you and your thing. Really, the fact that we don't think about others and what could be going on with THEM just shows how ego-centric we really are. (I say 'we' because I do it too) All we think is - What about ME?

Maybe just maybe it is about them.

~Jules~

Thursday, November 12, 2009

To:

To the lady in the waiting room of the clinic:
Your perfume stunk.
Not a little - but - I would rather smell a skunk stunk.
Why? Is your nose that coated that you can't even smell yourself anymore?

To the doctor:
Thank you.
Thank you for taking so much time to get to know me.
Yes, I am a medical oddity. Interesting isn't it.
Thank you for saying that the lump I spotted two weeks ago is 100% normal.
Thank you.

To all the patrons at Wal-Mart:
Get out of my way.
This is not a pleasure cruise for me to be there.
I am in a hurry, I only have a few minutes.
Get out of my way.
I ride my cart like a scooter;
it is fun
it is fast
it works (as long as you don't get like a deer in the headlights and panic)
Get out of my way.
I hate the store, I can't wait to get out of there.

To the lady at the stop light:
I can see you.
I can see as you sing.
I can see you pick your nose.
I saw you roll your eyes as you answered your phone.
I can see you;
your windshield is clear- see through.

To the whitetail deer in the woods this weekend:
Live in fear.
My husband and son are coming to kill you.
Hide, but not too well.
My freezer depends on you.
If you have more then 8 points you are theirs.

To the telemarketer:
I know that calling me is your job, I am on your list.
But, when you call, be on the phone at least.
Don't make me wait to hang up on you.

To the guy on the radio:
Shut up.
Quit talking.
I am tuned in to listen to the music,not what you did last night.
It doesn't make you more personal to me.
I just want the music.
So, shut up.

To the news media:
When did you sell out?
When did a celebrity become your lead story?
Do you have to hang on when you report such a slanted view for fear of falling off your chair?

To Google/Blogger:
I still like you.
People have tried to talk me into switching to WordPress.
I am dedicated.
I like your shit.
You are gods.