Memoirs

Memoirs, as someone put it, are slices of life. They're just a small but significant portion of the whole story. And that's what this is -- snippets of my story.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

In which I get caught up

Have you ever had a situation in which you said something, trying to be funny, and ended up wishing you'd never said anything? That's happened quite a lot lately. First incident was regarding the phrase "You rock my pants off." I told one of my friends about how the phrase came into being and she said "I'm going to say that to my guy friends sometime." I was like, "Ok . . . " She did and now EVERYONE is saying it.

Second incident . . . I was at work and this older gentleman and his wife came through. Their total was like $75 and the guy was like, "Man -- that's a lot of money . . . " and tried figuring out where it was all going. He said, "$25 for one pair of shoes . . . $30 for the other . . . ???" Then he realized that he got a watch too, and his wife said, "That makes you feel better, doesn't it?" Then she turned to me and said, "He doesn't shop very often . . ." He said, "I hate shopping." I said "I don't like shopping either. When you shop, you only get more stuff and the more stuff you have the more stuff you have to find a place for and the more stuff you have to pick up and put away and the more stuff you have to dust and launder and repair. And the more stuff you have, the less money you have." The guy turned to his wife and said, "You could learn a lot from her." *I turned red.* She said, "You should have just married someone like her. *I turned redder.* Note to self: Sometimes it's better to not get involved, even when you're just trying to lighten things up a little.

I want to write a poem about dissonance. I am drawn to one thing but repelled by another. It's like there's two magnets and the poles are the same and they repell each other. You know how it is . . . It's like they really WANT to hook up but there's just something about it that's . . . wrong. So they end up pushing away rather than hooking up. In psychological terms, it's called cognitive dissonance. You all know what it feels like to hold two strong magnets that repell each other. That's how I feel right now. Like my brain and my heart and my feelings and emotions are being pulled in opposite directions. It's sad and hard and . . .
~MK

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