A haiku story for you on this lovely Saturday morning.
Not very mature
To talk smack about her friend
What are you teaching?
You’ve no idea
What she has had to endure
Strong beyond belief
Fucking fat you said
Judged based on looks alone
Deep hurt from your words
Do you even know?
That you’ve damaged self esteem
Mean is not funny
Think before you speak
One day the tables could turn
Due your comeuppance
I wrote the above as a way to deal with my anger. I really want to give the benefit of the doubt. Just maybe what was said was done so in empathy and not holier than thou judgment. Because after all, what was said is true. And often times the truth hurts. This time, it hurt my kid and now she is sure they feel the same way about her. I mean why wouldn’t they?
Lulu loves her best friend. They have been through a shit storm together. Funny (strange not ha-ha) how people with problems some times gravitate toward each other. I think there is a reason for that and not always to make things worse. Sometimes it is to offer support for things which no one else can understand. Somehow in this big ole universe, their paths crossed. For that I am forever grateful.
Why is it that some of the most outwardly devout Christians are anything but Christian behind closed doors? Notice I said some, not all. And the question is rhetorical.
As always, more to come.
Here we go on Mister Toad’s wild ride aka #SocS. Without skipping at beat, Linda says our prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “dom.” Use it as a word, or find a word that starts or ends with it. Have fun! and Jilly McGillicutty is off!
MSU – Making Stuff Up
Thursday I was in an all day training session. The instructor was a jokester making boring material fun to learn. She quipped, we are always MSU around here, you know what that means? Making stuff up. She proceeded to joke her way through the exercises. She played music in the background unless we were watching some You Tube – Dan Pink’s Drive. Check out anything he has done, you’ll love it. I promise. She also called a girl in the class a biatch (spelled phonetically for effect) because the girl folded some of the class materials which were meant to be re-used. The instructor apologized for her sense of humor. Said she grew up on base riding the base bus with 18 to 22-year-old soldiers and that apparently informed her comicality.
I for one think she had the freeDOM to be as sarcastic as she wanted to be. I am not easily offended. Usually not easily offended … sometimes … okay … not really. And in corporate America being snarky and calling your student a bitch is really frowned upon. Okay to act like a bitch maybe but not to be called out for it. Where is the freeDOM in that?
Any who, since I was in class, I missed the circus that came to town. And you can guess to which act under the Big Top I am referring because this was a three-ring mother fucker. Mother-fucker, mother-fucker, mother-fucker. No matter WHICH side you are on.
Someone please wake me up, I must be dreaming.
Rules and Ping Back.
As always, more to come.