Suppose for a moment that a new grocery store opens in your neighborhood. One day you decide to go and check it out. You walk in and are immediately impressed because the store seems to be stocked with anything you could possibly want.
As you walk around looking at all the itmes, you notice something strange. None of the items have a pricetag and not only that there are no checkout stations.
Perplexed, you walk over to the owner of the store and ask him to explain. He tells you that his store works differently from any other. You walk in, tell him what you need, how much you need and how often you need it. He proceeds to retrieve every item on your list, bag it up, take it to your car and then follow you home in his vehicle so that he can unpack all the groceries and put them away according to your direction.
So you ask how much this is going to cost you. He explains that all you need to do is tell him thank you or how much you appreciated what he did when he is done. Since you don’t need to give him any money there is no need for a pricetag on any item and there is no need for the checkout lines either. What would you think of a store that opporated in that manner?
I believe that there are two things that I could say about such a store that are likely to be true. The first is that such a store would be incredibly popular. The second thing is that such a store would not last long.
On Sunday, I put up a post giving you the chance to ask me questions which I would answer in a future post. The response has been underwhelming. I put that same thing on Facebook and was asked a few questions and have done my best to answer them all.
My friend Amanda (check out her blog) asked me a few questions. They were mostly general information questions because she and I don’t know each other all that well in some ways.
The first question was about the music I liked to listen to and the second was about my favorite food. This led to us discussing cooking and how we both enjoy it but it isn’t so fun to cook for one all the time. I mentioned in the middle of that conversation that I think cooking a meal together is a good activity to do on a date. As I was getting ready for bed I decided that talking about this would make for a good post and decided that I wouldn’t wait until the morning to write it.
Have you ever known someone who was coming off of a breakup and they said that nobody could ever replace their former partner? Perhaps you have even made such a statement yourself. Well, when someone makes a statement like that they are often more right than they could possibly know.
Sometimes, I get tired of fighting. I wonder why it is that I always have to tell people the truth. Why can’t I just shut up and say nothing, isn’t that different from lying? If I kept my mouth shut I might feel the stress of guilt but is that really worse than making issues out of things that don’t need to be issues in the first place?
One of the difficulties with being visually impaired is that sometimes people don’t think I can speak for myself. When I am out to eat with someone or as part of a group, sometimes the other person will be asked what I am intending to order. I have a way to prevent this from happening that works pretty well. When the server comes to take our orders, I often order before anyone else. This takes away any chance that my company will be asked what I want to eat. It also saves the server some embarrassment because nobody is going to tell him/her to ask me instead of them.
This audio post is longer than yesterday’s. I covered several topics, I talked briefly about the Royal Rumble and why I’m not going to be eating chili tonight. Then I answered a couple of questions about being blind. One on whether or not I have heightened senses and the other on the most frustrating aspect.
I hope that if you listen you find it interesting. If you need a nap after you’re done, I understand.
I never know exactly where inspiration for one of my entries is going to come from but it is better than having no inspiration at all. I had a couple of ideas for today’s post but as I was lying in bed earlier, this one came in and shoved all of them aside.
The topic of quality time came to my mind because of some recent events in my life. Some of them I’ve discussed, some I have not and a couple that are continuing to unfold. So this isn’t a post that comes to you entirely from left field.
When my friend graduated from bible college a decade ago, he came home with two very specific things that he was quite high on when it came to the question of dealing with people and how best to deal with an individual.
He wanted to determine a person’s personality type and their love language. He talked about these two things in particular with such frequency that I actually managed to learn quite a bit without really being taught. Simply by listening to him I was able to start expounding on those topics myself after awhile.
As time has passed, my memory of personality types has faded to a large extent. However, for some reason I still recall quite a bit about love languages.
I truly am a nice person or at least that is what I try to be. One of the ways in which I try to live my life is to be kind to people. I try not to let my mood impact how I approach others. If I go out to eat, I could be having the worst day ever but I’m still going to be cheerful and polite with my waiter or waitress no matter what happens.
I want to be nice in that situation for a few reasons. The first is that they are not responsible for my bad day. They didn’t do anything to me, I just got to the restaurant, so taking it out on them is not what they deserve.
The second reason is that if I’m mean, I might be turning their good day bad or making their bad day worse. Neither of these two things is going to make me feel one bit better about myself.
However, if I am nice to them maybe that will improve their mood or their day. If that happens and they thank me, then there’s a chance I will also feel better.
When it comes to dealing with friends and family, it is a little harder. It is easier to let my anger or displeasure slip out. The reason for this is obvious. I have much more exposure time to friends and family than I do with someone taking my order and bringing me food at a restaurant. Even so, I do my best to try and be nice to friends and family regardless of mood.
Last week, I intended to write a post discussing relationships. The introduction to that post contained a factoid about having no photographs of myself with any of my romantic partners. Eventually, the introduction became so long that I scrapped the whole thing and wrote about photographs instead.
I’m back again this week and hopefully I will be able to stay on my original topic since I have already gotten the thing about no pics with myself and any girlfriend out of the way. I will write about romantic relationships and that will probably be the focus of this entry but as you can see by my title, I intend to hit on a wider range of topics than just the romantic.
A few years ago while I was receiving some training in Sioux Falls, I got together for dinner with my High School German teacher who now lives there. We had a nice talk about a lot of different subjects including how much things have changed since I was in High School.