Thursday, August 25, 2005

Dreams Are Terrifying.


There are two things I've learned from working at Mcdonald's.
1) A man came driving through to the first window to pay for his meal. Fifty years young, I can't say I didn't feel a slight tinge of guilt for the ten or so minutes he waited only to make it to the paying window. I apologized for the wait he endured, but he turned to me after receiving his $8.00 in change, and he said "shit happens, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise."
2) Late Saturday night, early Sunday morning, a drunken middle-aged man comes driving through with his bar buddies situated in the back of a silvered Yukon XL. He contradicted the other man, telling me never to apologize because it was a sign of weakness.

Where do the first lessons in life begin? Where do the second, more harsh morales succeed? (Side note: Watch "I Heart Huckabees.") Which method of approaching reality does each being choose? Does it even matter; will it tip the scales of ultimate balance? No. We're all just stitches in an infinite universe. Intertwined and whole. But one stitch alone cannot unravel the entire cosmos and destiny. Our choices will not erase the passages of time, but merely affect each of our own unexplainable lives. It is safe to say we, however, as stitches compose the undefinable.
To be honest? I don't know which ideals I like better.

1 Comments:

Blogger Matthew said...

Side note: I thought your blog name was "basil for ill fame".
I think you've inspired me.

Its interesting how the second gentleman thought it appropriate to give you a life lesson. I guess I ignore the first, only because its positive, and has almost evolved to a cliche that you say or acknowledge, but don't truely absorb. However when someone makes a negative statement, its almost non-dismissable, y'know?
Its human nature to explore and scrutinise the less obvious.

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