Let me just start this post off by saying that no, I am not some wandering soul without a path, feeling lost and confused with no one to turn to. Yes, I do have moments of doubt, and sadness like a normal human being... but, like I have said in previous posts I am a realist. I don't ever plan on painting you pretty pictures of rainbows and flowers. Or being any less cynical than I have been.
So if that is what you are looking for feel free to go ahead right now and press the button that says next blog.
This is the one place that I feel more than comfortable to not pretend like I am constantly wearing rose colored glasses and that everything is "HUNKY-DORY".
-Sour milk
-No coupons
-A scuff in your favorite pair of sneakers
-Spilt coffee...
and the list goes on...
I like to come across as a person that really doesn't give two shits about what anyone thinks of me but the truth of the matter is that I do... WAY TO MUCH. Yea sure sometimes, I really don't give a crap but most of the time I do.
The fact of the matter is that I should be comfortable with who I am, WE ALL SHOULD. But for some reason we get caught up on the little things. Caring about the way we look, dress, act... I think its funny I mean if you wanna wear bright orange neon tights, purple leggings and an over sized tunic to work every day for the next 6 weeks who am I to judge you? But for some reason we do... I can fully admit to the fact that if you walked into my work wearing that outfit I would most likely laugh you right out of the building. BUT WHY?
That is the question into which I currently see NO answer.
It is said that "bullies" make fun of other people because they are trying to take the attention off of their own insecurities. But as much as I hate to disagree with who ever came up with that "theory"... I have to. I know that I am secure in my own self enough that I don't have the need to make fun of you for that.... I make fun of you for that because well... COME ON NOW. You look RIDICULOUS.
Does that make me mean? Insensitive? Judgmental? Probably.
But I guess in a way I'm ok with it because, you see the facts are these; at the end of the day when all is said and done, no matter what religion you believe in, what job you work at, whatever it is that you do there is only ONE person you have to look in the mirror at and face. Yourself. If you are ok with what you do then awesome, if you can live with your actions than great. If you live your day to day life with no regrets what so ever than well, you my friend, ROCK.
I myself have many regrets. And one way or another I myself and no one else am going to have to deal with those.
See thats the funny thing about life. No matter how hard you try to work past those little hiccups they always seem to rear their ugly heads.
So will I one day feel bad for *in my mind* making fun of the neon sock wearing bandit? PROBABLY.
But that is just what I will have to deal with now won't I?
See thats the funny thing about life. No matter how hard you try to work past those little hiccups they always seem to rear their ugly heads.
So will I one day feel bad for *in my mind* making fun of the neon sock wearing bandit? PROBABLY.
But that is just what I will have to deal with now won't I?
I think we (at first glance) judge people by what they are wearing because it's (almost) all we have to go on. "Normal" clothing is related intelligence and an understanding of cultural norms.
ReplyDeleteThose who choose not to dress according to norms can seem funny because they are not understanding one of the basic cultural rules of how to dress.
I think laughter is a perfectly normal response and also appropriate because those who dress differently are also creatively entertaining (and if mentally stable are screaming rebel) and also that also makes me smile. Aunt Sandy